The next morning Simon, Lily and Jo rush off to the train station, which is fortunately not far. The summons from Victoria was urgent. "I need you South!" the telegraph read. How the attendant found you to deliver it was a mystery but then the woman was a witch, she had her ways. "Go to New Orleans immediately! I will find you!" That was all it said. It was decided that the group should split, especially since the need here was so pressing, and you three were deemed best fit to answer the call.

I hate trains Lily grumbled as she plopped down in the seat, stuffing her carpet bag under the seat and crossing her arms. Whatever this is, it had better be important. I hate being stuffed in a tin can full of people she glares at the other passengers as though it is somehow their fault she is there. Seeing a scowling Indian woman, most give her a wide berth. I don't suppose either of you have been to New Orleans? Full of hoodoo isn't it? I think Victoria is from there... she muses.


ooc: Since you will be sleeping on the train, here's a link to what the sleeping accommodations look like. Crappy eh?


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Smiling happily to be traveling with Lily and Simon, Jo was all grins today. She hadn't ever ridden on a train, so this was quite the excitement for her.

At Lily's question, she shook her head, and smiled,

"Nope, not to New Orleans... never been much out of home, to be honest. This will be great!" she tried to cheer her riding partner up, nudging shoulders softly with her, "Plus, we've got Simon with us! Sky is the limit!" she giggled, obviously quite satisfied with this trip.



OOC: Psh, I've had worse :P

Simon is lulled into a half sleep by the gentle rocking of the train car. It takes him a few moments to answer, "Yes, I've been to New Orleans. Twice actually, once as a child and once as a student. My second trip took me four years, Loyola University. Voodoo is not satanic, in fact is is based heavily on Catholicism and is should really be considered a subset of the same. It is present, but so is the Church and I don't think you will be as uncomfortable as you think. It is very...enlightened."

Lily arches an eyebrow at Simon's words. Really? Well I hope they are enlightened enough to accept an Indian woman without too much bother. Not many of us in that city I'd wager. I'm glad you've been there. I hate strange cities and New York is bad enough even knowing where I am. She turns to Jo suddenly. And you are far too chipper my friend. Ugggh- I bet you're a morning person aren't you? I'll wake up tomorrow and have you bouncing off the walls won't I? she looks disgusted and fond at the same time somehow.

The train ride goes smoothly enough. There is an actual dining car but for the first few days of the stretch there are dining houses along the way where the train stops and you can get out and eat. It feels wonderful to stretch your legs and Lily in particular is having a difficult time being pent up. She gets bored quickly and restless and you can tell she is frustrated at taking such a long method to travel when she's used to horseback and open air. The bunking situation is interesting. Simon is given the bottom bunk and Lily and Jo must cram onto the top. There is no room to straighten your legs and it is a scrunched mess. The fact that all the other passengers are going through the same thing at least means you are in good company though when one portly man proves to be a snorer it is all you can do to keep Lily from jumping out of her bunk to strangle him.

ooc: What are you going to do for the next 4 days?

Simon is able to sleep despite the noise. The cramped condition does not bother him so much, and the swaying of the train car keeps him lulled to sleep.

Laughing at Lily's words, Josephine just shook her head as if to wave away all the negativity, and she gave her a big, friendly hug,

"Its silly to waste effort on being upset, when you can instead burn it on being happy. Come on now, we have all the time in the world to get to know people on the train, relax, and see the sights as we travel along. Its like riding, only with less responsibility. Enjoy it!" she giggled, unable to be made any less happy than before.

Even in their cramped conditions, she finds it comforting to be so close to somebody she trusts, and likes, and curls up happily, snoozing along.

It's going to be a long trip... she shakes her head at the onslaught of cheer though there is enough amusement in her face to show she's mostly jesting. She tosses and turns horribly in the cramped space and for the next few days she is out of sorts in spite of her best efforts. She is so tired that she will often slump against whichever of you is seated next to her and fall asleep that way, peaceful at last for the night holds no rest for her.

The dining houses eventually grow sparse and you end up eating in the elegant dining cars instead and the food is unexpectedly good. Trains have greatly improved these days and you are enjoying yourselves quite well, save for Lily of course. The scenery also improves once you are out of the desert and as you wend your way south you are greeted with lush trees and mysterious swampland, so intriguing you would be tempted to explore it if you weren't stuck in a moving tin can as Lily terms it.

By the time you make it to the station at New Orleans, it is quite late, well past midnight and absolutely pouring rain. The passengers tiredly file off, most of them met by relatives or hansom cabs, taking them to the wet night. Lily is so happy to be off the train that she doesn't seem to mind the rain. Instead she drops her carpetbag underneath an awning and with a happy laugh throws her arms wide and steps into the wet night, looking up at the sky as she gets completely soaked, not caring one bit. I can breathe again! she whoops. How far is the nearest hotel? Can we walk!? she suggests excitedly. Of course such a request is mad considering how wet it is. ooc: Simon, since you've spent so much time here you can go ahead and suggest the nearest hotel, etc.

Simon shook his head, "This is not the area to stay in, the docks are more of a warehouse district. We are not really within walking distance of anywhere to stay. May I suggest we take the trolley? It is open air and runs on electricity! We can make our way to St. Charles Avenue, where Loyola's Campus is. There are lots of nice but relatively inexpensive hotels there for families visiting students."

Lily arches a dark brow at the words trolley but gives a half smile of acceptance. Alright, since it's open air I suppose... she chuckles, patting Simon's cheek.

Soon the three of you are headed towards St Charles Avenue, on one of the last trolleys of the night luckily. This time of night the streets are pretty empty, especially with the rain driving down so hard. You are able to find a hotel easily and though it is a bit old it is well kept and tidy. By now you are all soaked, though Lily doesn't seem to mind, a wide broad smile on her face now that she's off the train. well, I suppose the two of us will share and you'll be on your own. I have plenty of money Lily pats her pocket with a nod to Simon. I have no idea when we can expect Victoria but hopefully she lets us have a night's sleep at least. We should ask for rooms close together, in case of trouble. If Victoria wants us here something must be wrong.

"You two are so cute together!" Josephine leans over and whispers at one point to Lily, giggling at her happiness. Still, heading towards the trolleys sounded interesting, and she took full advantage of the sights, peering this way and that, like a lost tourist might.

Hearing Lily mention how they'll be sleeping/staying, Josephine kept her opinions to herself, as she didn't wish to offend their religious companion, and she wasn't entirely sure how not to, so for now, she wisely chose silence. She was comfortable with a whole lot of things that Simon might have found distasteful, having lived her entire life in a bar, so she wanted to keep her crass ideas hidden whenever she could.

Simon bowed, "There is a chapel nearby, and I know many people here in town. I will find shelter."

Simon should be able to find a small room in the local chapel. If the people are the same, Simon should know all of them.

Lily bids Simon to be careful and then she and Jo head to the inn though she lets Jo take the lead as far as ordering the room, which you share though it has two small beds and Lily ecstatically stretches on the thing, looking immensely happy.

Soon you are all in your respective beds for the night. Simon is easily admitted to the chapel and his old companions are happy to see him, chatting a bit before he retires.

Eventually you all fall into a deep and sound sleep, having been deprived of such on the train so long. The peace is interrupted, however, by a very vivid dream...

There are flashes, quick views that flit away into intense moments of sound and blurred visions. You are in a small room, the low ceiling slanted in a triangle, no doubt an attic of some kind. The dust and cramped quarters are oppressive. Blackness, a scream of pain, blood on the dusty wood floor, someone shouting though you can't understand it. Red flowers. Roses? A black raven stares at you, unblinking and unmovable. Then you awake, jolting upright and covered in sweat, heart racing though you aren't sure why. It is morning.

Jo: You experience the same thing, though when you awake you see Lily is upright too and looking quite agitated.

Looking surprised, and sweaty and worried, Jo glanced over at Lily, and after a second, she laughed softly,

"I just had the weirdest dream... phew! Glad to wake up from that one!" she laughed again, falling back onto her back in relief.

Speaking from this position, she asked,

"You sleep just a badly? I think in my dream I was in some screwy attic, or something... roses and birds... ugh." she shook her head, clearly trying to just wave the experience off.

Simon woke in a cold sweat. He had seen prophetic dreams before and quickly wrote down the details of this one before it was lost.

Jo: Lily lets out a string of expletives that you're certain she wouldn't say in front of Simon, and bolts out of bed. Get dressed. Fast. I had the same dream and considering the circumstances it could be Victoria trying to get a message to us. Come, we must meet up with Simon she starts to dress with impressive speed. Roses...crows...heaven forbid she just tell us what she means! If it even is Victoria. What else could it be though? she grumbles as she tugs on her boots. Just then there is a soft knock at the door. The Indian woman stiffens, grabs a pistol and keeps it by her side but motions for you to get it. Should you do so you'll find no one is there but there is a small box, wrapped in black parchment paper sitting on the other side.

Simon: Soon after writing your dream you hear a soft knock at the door. Should you investigate you'll find no one there but there is a small box, wrapped in black parchment paper on the other side of it.

Looking strangely at Lily, Josephine knew better than to not trust her friend, so she hurriedly pulled her pants on, and fell over trying to tug them over her legs. Finally, she got dressed and stood back up, and answered the door, finding a box,

"Just a box. Black paper. Should I touch it?" she asked, fully unsure as to what she was supposed to be doing here. Suddenly things got very real, and she'd just waken up. No time to even fix her hair...

Simon opened the "present."

Jo: Lily peeks down the hall, sees no one and then takes it herself. If it's warded I'd rather be the one to take that bullet she explains matter of factly. Then she takes it to the desk and cautiously opens it, gasping an instant later and backing away involuntarily. Should you decide to look you will see a single eye, human with the nerve bundles still attached. It's incredibly grotesque, the iris is brown and it is still covered in blood. In a neat little folded note of very fine parchment you read: A small note of advice. Leave New Orleans to its own devices

Simon: You see a single eye, human with the nerve bundles still attached. It's incredibly grotesque, the iris is brown and it is still covered in blood. In a neat little folded note of very fine parchment you read: A small note of advice. Leave New Orleans to its own devices

Simon put the box back as it was, except that he put the wrapping inside. He dressed for the day, said his goodbyes to the clergy, then went to the telegraph station. He sent to messages.

The first went to his superiors in Rome -
Arrived in New Orleans (stop)
Need to know bounds of assignment (stop)
Please Advise (stop)

Note: This is Simon asking for whether or not he can exorcise demons as he sees fit, or does he need Rome's permission.

The second is addressed to Penny & Kate
Arrived safely (stop)
Have new acquiescence (stop)
Sending Blessing (stop)

Note: Penny and Kate have likely been shown Simon's short hand cipher. Basically certain words have two meanings, such as the phrase Arrived safely which means both "we're OK" and "we are in danger," Have new acquiescence can also mean "new enemy, Sending Blessing should be read as is since both are capitalized.

Once telegrams are sent he seeks out Lily and Josephine. He shows them the box and tells them of his prophetic dream, which mirrors their own.

Josephine nearly shrieked at the sight of the eye, and covered her own mouth to prevent exactly that, flinching and turning away. She'd seen a lot of gross things in her youth, but this was a new level.

"That's..." she flinched involuntarily again, twisting away to close her eyes and hide her face...

Jo: Lily sits down on the bed, hard, shaking. D-do you think that's Victoria's? she looks incredibly upset, more so than you've ever seen her.

ooc: Go ahead and respond and let me know what you plan to do for the next twenty minutes or so. Simon will catch up to you soon and then we'll respond from there.

Shaking her head, Josephine closed the gap between them and put her arm around her shoulder,

"No, no chance. Probably just something to scare us. Don't worry about it." she said, rubbing her gently, waiting for Simon to arrive.

Jo: Lily looks a bit uncertain but decides to go with your words for now, likely because she's too afraid to think anything else.

Eventually Simon arrives at the door and Lily rushes to him, upset. When she finds his own experiences are the same and he has another eye she is even more distraught, worrying again that it is her friend's. We should have heard from her by now if she were alright! That dream, that could have been her! Trying to get help! she turns to Simon. You said you lived here. Do any of her clues make sense to you? W-what if those are her eyes!?

ooc: Simon, please roll a knowledge check, or gather information if you decide to go out and actually search/ask around. Jo, if a search ends up happening please roll a gather info check as well.

Simon tested his mental resources.

11:13, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 16 using 1d20+12. K:Theology.
11:13, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 20 using 1d20+4. K:History.
11:12, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 29 using 1d20+10. K:Behavior Science.
Was suppose to be +8 so total is 27
11:12, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 17 using 1d20+10. K:Arcane.

Jo was playing damage control with Lily, and tried to reassure her,

"Don't worry, Lily, panicking won't get us anywhere, right? We've gotta stay strong and focused for our sake AND our friend's..." she said, trying to calm her, "If we relax, it'll help Simon think as well, and then we'll have a plan. Nothing wrong with taking some time to straighten our plan, and our minds, before setting off, right?"



Natural 1 on the calm attempt, but that still manages a 21, and far as I know, skill checks aren't a crit failure on a natural one like attacks would be, so here's hoping!

Lily takes Jo's words to heart and presses her lips firmly shut, sitting down hard on the bed in an attempt to be patient though her green eyes boring into Simon expectantly probably don't do much to ease the pressure on the man.

Simon, you wrack your mind for ideas. You determine the likelihood is Victoria, or someone anyway, is trying to reach you. The attic is probably where she is but the rose and the raven...? Then you recall something from your old days. The rose route it was called. A street of flower girls, mostly selling roses down in the east district of the city. It may be a long shot but it's the only start you have right now. The raven evades you for now save that it is usually an ill omen.

ooc: Lol, yeah! You don't want to freak Lily out! Good thing you have good stats!

After taking a few moments Simon says, "Someone wants our attention. They are saying they can see us. The rose reminds me of a row of flower vendors, it's called Rose Row. The raven thing eludes me. Perhaps we should start with Rose Row?"

Glancing around the room, a little creeped out by that information, Josephine questioned,

"Wait, like, can see us right now? I don't like that..." she said, pulling closer to Lily for comfort.

Simon shook his head, "No its more like 'I'm watching you' or 'I've got my eye on you.' If it is Voodoo, then it is possible the sender is using it to watch us. I think it is meant as a warning."

"Eww!" Josephine heard that, and threw the eyes on the ground and stomped them both out with her foot. She definitely didn't want to be watched by eyeballs voodoo-style!

Wait!! Lily cries and dives to the eyeballs, grabbing them just before Jo's boot comes down. She rolls out of the way and plops them back in the box together before doing a squirmy dance of disgust. Oooooooooh! I touched them!!! she wipes her hands vigorously on some nearby curtains. Buffalo eyes are one thing but human? Disgusting! she pants. Sorry Jo, but those could be Victoria's. They are her coloring and I just can't let you stomp them yet. We should keep them blocked though, in case they really are watching us. She closes the box firmly. Well, let me wash my hands and we'll follow Simon's lead then She starts to the basin of water and begins to scrub vigorously.

ooc: Let me know any plans/responses and then please roll search/gather information rolls, thanks!

10:57, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 25 using 1d20+7.
Gather Info. 10:57, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 23 using 1d20+8. Search.

Simon will lead them to Rose Row and point out vendors he thinks will be more susceptible to female charm while he will concentrate on those who would respond to a Priest's requests.

Natural 1 followed by natural 2. I'm on a roll!
Gather information: 16

Josephine was a bit surprised as Lily saved the eyes, but she nodded. It made sense. With that, she headed out with the Father and Lily, waiting to see if she could be of any use, beyond keeping her eyes open.

The rose row is larger than Simon remembers and you know the only chance you have is to ask around at this point. No one recalls seeing Victoria and they all deny seeing a raven. Jo has surprisingly little success as does Lily. Even Simon is having a difficult time of things until an old black woman hisses at you from behind a building, poking her head out from around a corner. As you turn she gestures for you to approach, looking around suspiciously. You a holy man? she eyes your attire with wide eyes. Folk around here too scared to talk to ya but I won't be lyin to the church no sir! If you follow me I might be able to help You see around the corner there is a small stairwell that seems to lead to a basement apartment and she motions for you to follow.

If you do so you find yourselves in a small parlor that has seen better days. Her old furniture is dusty and worn and the small room is cramped with odds and ends that have no real purpose, half of them little more than junk. She bids you all sit and the wooden chairs creak beneath you, also in sorry condition. Why do you seek the raven? You know if they hear ya askin around you're as good as dead, priest or not

Simon indeed followed the woman into her hovel. He sits where instructed. "Madam, I think you for your help, it seems you are taking more of a risk than I thought. He took the box out of his wallet and showed it to her. "I received this this morning and one of them came to my friends here. We are worried about our friend, Victoria, who is a Voodoo priestess. If we had some way to be assured that our friend is ok, than I am sure we would take it into consideration. It is...we are not what we seem. I am a priest, but I am also a trained exorcist. We fight not principalities but with the world of the spirit."

Josephine followed conspiratorially along, but kept her mouth shut. She knew little of the religious world, and she knew better than screwing things up for the Father, and she kept her eyes open to the surroundings, ensuring nobody else crept along and heard them. She was curious if anybody was watching them while they spoke...



26 spot. Its confirmed, Jo is a sneaky scout, and not a diplomat!

ooc: I assume the eyes are still in the box? If not then ignore the following!

The woman looks at the eyes without much reaction. She clearly has been exposed to the like before. She glances up at Lily with an odd look. And what are you my dear? Clearly you aren't entirely human.

Uh...I've been told I may be a wendigo hunter she mumbles uncertainly, clearly unsettled that the woman can see through her so easily.

Heh! Is that what you've been told? Well if that's what you wanna believe I guess... she grins. Then she turns to the box, ignoring Lily's confused look. Well, let's see who these belong to she motions to Jo, who has spotted a chicken of all things wandering in the adjoining room. Why don you go and get her for me eh? she gestures to the blond. Should you do so she takes the bird, who squawks in protest and then producing a knife from the folds of her skirt she roughly slits the poor thing's throat, holding it upside down by its feet as the blood drains into the box, covering the eyes. She then tosses the bird aside, concentrating, her eyes rolling back into her head. Well I reckon this is your Victoria alright. I've heard of her I'm thinkin. Her family was well known before she left. You bring me the rest of her and I may be able to put these back in. I can see what she's doin right now and it's not lookin good. She's bein beaten from the looks of it. Probably by the ravens. You sure you want to get into this mess?

Simon bite his lip when it was discovered that these were indeed Victoria's eyes. His face twitched in anger, righteous anger, and his voice came out more stern than usual. "Victoria is our friend. I am involved and I will see this through."

Nodding, trying to hide a sickened look from her face, Josephine spoke in support of Simon,

"Yes, we'll all see this through, together." she said, sounding more brave than she felt.

Lily listens with a look of horror and then her face turns cold, hatred twisting her features. Where? Tell us where. The woman glances at her a long wary moment and then nods. The Ravens you are lookin for. Don't know why Victoria would be fool enough to get mixed up with them. They are the oldest voodoo clan in these parts! They have a big house up the hill a ways but it's warded somethin fierce. You'll need some protection I'm thinkin she pulls out a small chest and some velvet pouches and begins to place ingredients inside as she talks. These will protect you from most of the nasties, so long as they don't take them away from you. A bullet will still kill though and they have plenty of those too. Keep these on you at all times, hide em as best you can. I don't suppose you have any friends you can take with you? Three of you ain't much against the likes of them. Unlessin you can get them out of the house somehow

Simon nodded and took the pouch, hiding it on his person. He lifted his brow as he looked at Josephine. "I believe one of us has the charisma to convince them to come out, especially if I add a blessing from the Almighty."

"Wait... you can bless me to be charismatic?" Josephine asked, blushing a bit, "I just enjoy talkin' to people is all, nothing special at it." she said, watching the pouch disappear.

Simon looked at Josephine like she was being modest. "We all have gifts, Josephine, yours is your ability with others. Mine is my connection to God. If I ask Him then He will bless you make make you even more capable at this. All we need is for you to draw them out of their house and then we can make easier work of them. This is your gift, use it."

He's right. You could sweet talk a rabid badger with that mouth of yours. You'll need to too. I'm getting Victoria out. Now. Both of you take care around me. I can't promise I will be in my usual mind. If I black out... she warns shaking her head. The rage in her eyes has not disappeared and Simon in particular knows what lurks beneath.

ooc; Let me know if you make any additional preparations before you head to the Raven establishment. Lily is inclined to go now though if you convince her to wait until dark she will argue but acquiesce. The house is big, 3 stories, brick and has a high wall around it with a gate leading in that is closed.

Simon will cast Enhance Ability and Shield of Faith on Josephine, as she will be out by herself and might need the extra defense. Otherwise he is also prepared to leave as he cannot stand the thought of Victoria being hurt.

Josephine didn't sound confident, at all really,

"I'm not sure what our plan is... just go up to their homes, and ask the dangerous people to work with us and leave their homes?" she asked uncertainly, biting her lip.

He shrugged, "You could say your wagon is broken down, invite them to a show, or if they are men you could...*cough*...offer them something carnal? Really how you get them out is less important than that you get them out. Lily and I will hide close by so you need not worry. Once they are out we will join you immediately and together dispatch them. Above all you must not go inside. Do not let them draw you into their parlor like the spider drew in the fly. You can do this, Josephine, I have confidence in you."

Biting her lower lip, Josephine nodded. She'd toyed with the hearts of boys and men long enough to know exactly what the Father was referencing. Perhaps she simply hadn't expected such tactics to have been on his radar. Still, she would work with it the best she could,

"Alright, I'll give it a shot." she said nervously, figuring the worst that would happen is... oh right... she'd be shot to death...

Simon smiled gently, "You will do your best and with God's help you will succeed."

"I'm uhh..." she paused, "Not sure he's the one to help with this more carnal stuff..." she admitted. Still, she was trying to use the Father's words to bolster her confidence, and hopefully leave it at that.




I'm assuming we need to wait for Artemis before she approaches the location?

Simon grinned, "God helps us because we seek His will. If you use the offer to entice them from their hiding place, I believe He will help. If you were to try and make good on the offer, that would be where His line would be drawn."

Agreed.

Trying to get into character a bit, Josephine smiled, and sauntered up to the Father,

"Ahh... and is there any line that can't be rubbed out of the sand?" she asked, running her finger up the center of his midline, ending on his chin. She was trying to loosen up a bit, and relax, plus, she was having a little fun. She didn't fully understand the depths of the Father's dedication, so to her, this was fine to do (as uneducated as she was in the ways of religion).

Lily clears her throat exaggeratedly, arms crossed and a dark brow arched at Jo, her green eyes glittering in mild irritation. You think maybe you should save some of that for these Raven idiots?

ooc: Ok, go ahead and finish up here and then let me know your plans for attack. That means if you want any supplies, any last minute details etc. It is daylight right now so keep that in mind.  During all this Lily is pretty quiet and angry looking. You're not sure if it's from Jo's flirting or Victoria's situation but she's not very talkative.

Simon, since you are going to be hiding until it's time to take them out you will need hide and move silently checks please.

Jo, I shall need a bluff from you please. Good luck! :)

"Relax..." Josephine said, placing her hands on Lily's shoulders with a smile, "Everything is going to work out. No matter how bad it gets, we can trust each other to pull through, right?" she asked, making sure she focused her efforts on Lily first, before worrying about any Ravens.

Once they'd decided to move on, Josephine would be ready to do her part, but she'd need to know the plans ahead of time to be able to phrase her B.S. properly, so she waited, watching the others expectantly.

Before he hide he said a prayer over Josephine. (Cast Enhance Ability - Charisma) Then he goes and hides with Lily, pistol drawn and ready.

08:12, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 19 using 1d20+1.
Hide. 08:12, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 17 using 1d20+1. Move Silently.

Seeing Simon say a prayer, and then disappear off with Lily, Josephine looked exasperated, and threw her hands up, but then she turned back towards the Raven stronghold, taking a breath.

Welp, it seems they want to throw me back into the mix again... she thought, breathing slowly through her teeth to calm her nerves.

Approaching the doorway, Josephine eventually walked all the way up, and swallowed, knocking on the door,

"Hello?" she asked, stepping back away from the door looking up as if searching for an upstairs window to see if anybody was inside. In reality, she was just positioning further back to give the others a sight of anybody that came after her.

The door opens revealing a broad shouldered black man. He has a scowl on his face and is about forty years old or so. Seeing a young white woman at the door doesn't improve his features and he crosses his arms. I think you must be in the wrong part of town miss. he arches a brow.

Seeing not only a large man, but a large black man didn't help Josephine's nervousness at all, and she shivered involuntarily. She didn't attribute anything to his race, but darker colored skin in the black of night made him look more intimidating, and she was prime for being intimidated right now.

"I..I..." she paused, swallowing and glancing downwards, "Is he here?" she wagered a guess, trying to act like somebody who KNEW was inside already, "I really need to talk to him... please..." she said, figuring either he'd assume she was right (doubtful) and go get somebody, or he would grow angry, and she could bait him into stepping out after her.

His dark features twist in confusion. He? There's a lot of he's here miss. You seem confused. You got a name you're lookin for? Are you lost? In spite of the fact that he is extremely intimidating, he seems to want to help you figure out your problem. That's something at least.

Sensing his willingness to help, most might be appreciative, but Josephine smelled weakness,

"I don't know..." she said, a slight whining tone entering her voice as she spoke, as if she were frustrated, "I... there was this guy... and he pointed me this direction when I asked where he was staying. I was supposed to meet with him for dinner, but he never showed..." she said, her face blushing slightly, as she turned her face away to seem bothered or embarrassed about it. Looking up to meet his eyes, she asked softly, playing on the vulnerable look,

"Am I being foolish? I'm being foolish aren't I?" she asked, and to bait him into perhaps stepping out, she turned her back, and stepped a step away, placing her face in her hands. Jo didn't know many men to be able to turn away from a woman they thought was crying, and she was hoping this would benefit her friends. She could drag this out in a different direction if he didn't fall for it, but she was willing to do the work, whatever it took...

He does indeed step out, though he is still within a few feet of the door. Fortunately he gestures to a nearby bench, away enough from the door to make him a viable target should Simon choose to attempt it. I doubt whoever you are lookin for is here miss, unless you have a likin for black men. But nah, you're not foolish. There's bad men out there I tell ya. You're not the first to fall prey to em

Simon waited for Josephine's signal.

Hearing his words about black men, Josephine turned her head halfway, blushing,

"You wouldn't be trying to fool me now, would you?" she said, her tone soft, and obviously slightly teasing, warming up to him. Baiting a man into believing their interaction was 'real' required a combination of careful tact, tactically selected words, and a SLOW progression. If she blatantly just hit on him right now, it'd be transparent, so she instead waved a hand, towards the bench, and asked softly,

"Would you do me the honor of a talk?" she asked, hinting that he was earning points with her, but not outright saying it, "I fear I may be a bit foolish, at times, and could use somebody decent in my life..." she kept her words ambiguous, just enough to allow his hopeful mind to fill in the spaces with what she needed him to think...

Glancing sideways for a moment, as if slightly embarrassed, Josephine glanced Simon and Lily's direction, though she couldn't see them. She didn't know what they needed other than baiting the man out of the house, which she'd done now. Dispatching him, and then using his body to bait in the others would be a simple matter as well. Nothing brought people outside like their friend being unconscious, and a woman's scream for help...

The man sits with Jo easily, looking dubious and pleased at the same time. It is very rare for a pretty white woman to give one such as him attentions.

That's good enough. I'm calling it Lily growls to Simon, and with that she sneaks out of the bushes and silently rushes towards the man, whose back is to her and the priest.

ooc: Ok, if Simon wants to join her you can both attack at once. Roll a move silently to see how quiet you are and if he notices, and then an attack and the method you will do so. If not, Lily will go on her own unless you stop her for some reason. Jo, you are positioned that you can see all this happening behind the man, though I'd wait to see what Simon does before posting.

14:26, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 3 using 1d20+1.  stealth.
14:26, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 10 using 1d8+2.  Stiletto damage.
14:25, Today: Mary-Alice Reussoe Conner Father Simon Cole rolled 21 using 1d20+8.  Stiletto attack.

Simon went with Lily, and used the Angel's Stiletto for silence.

"Could I..." she looked embarrassed, "Have a hug, please?" she asked, looking like she just needed some form of human connection...




My ability to get an extra action during diplomacy before they react... can I make a double "nut-kick" on the guy, right as they attack, to help them out? "React first" says it ignores initiative, gives me surprise... so would I theoretically (with good initiative) be able to Attack, roll init, attack, then Simon and Lily attack, giving us 4 attacks to 0?

ooc: Ok, so Jo pointed out she has the react first ability so she's going to attack him right before you guys do, since she sees you coming for him. Then Simon and Lily make their move and Jo can roll init and another actual round of combat since the fight will officially begin. Since Simon's not the stealthiest the guy will hear him coming so go ahead and roll initiative Simon, though the other rolls I shall keep as is. Hopefully that all makes sense?

10:06, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 15 using 1d20+1. initiative.

Yes perfect sense. ;-)

"I'm so sorry... you seem like a nice guy..." Josephine says, her face wincing in worry as she lunges and kicks, trying to take the man out suddenly.




Hit flat-footed AC of 20, I believe.
Opponent targeted for dodge (and agile riposte)
Didn't roll damage, as I figured you'd do that if I hit :)
Initiative: 9 (oh goodness, lol)

Jo lashes out a leg and kicks him across the knee but he moves back enough that the blow is not particularly effective. Instead his eyes bulge in surprise and fury. He starts to ready a swing back at you but by now Simon is moving and he hears him come up behind, turning his head to look just as Simon's stiletto pierces his shoulder. He begins to shout for help much to your dismay, whipping out a long knife but Lily savagely rolls forward and plunges a dagger into his thigh. He slashes at the priest but misses fortunately.

ooc: Jo, go ahead and roll for this round and then another for the next round, so 2 attacks from you Jo. Keep in mind unarmed combat without the proper feats is not very effective damage wise, though I'm sure Lily saw you were outfitted with knives or other such silent weapons should you need them. Simon go ahead and roll for the next round at your convenience, I know you're not back til monday so no big deal.

OOC Knives?!?! OMG This poor guy! He was so nice! I don't want to stab him!

Josephine's face held regret and it was fairly obvious that her heart wasn't in this. Still, she jumped on the guy, and did her best to tackle him and hold him down. Her words were her best weapon, and she was trying to use them here,

"Just relax, and we won't hurt you! Promise!" she said, giving him her word on that matter, "You're not involved in this... please... you seem so nice..." she said, trying to wrestle him down so the others would have an easier time handling him. She knew they were going to kill him, she just couldn't stand the idea.

Simon stepped back in wide eyed horror. He dropped his weapons. He had broken a vow...

Pandemonium ensues. The man struggles with Lily, who has no problem raking him with her daggers, moving quickly as she slashes him repeatedly. Seeing Simon disengage from the attack and Jo's less than enthusiastic involvement, her green eyes go wide with irritated disbelief. Need I remind you two he's the enemy!? she grunts, dodging a swing from the man. Meanwhile Jo is doing a surprisingly good job of keeping the man in place. He's wounded enough that when she leaps on his back and wraps her limbs around him to keep him immobilized it actually has good effect.

ooc: Next round for Jo. Simon, feel free to either talk or use a spell, etc.

After a fast prayer for forgiveness, Simon receives a flash of inspiration. He spoke with authority in Latin, "Deus meus misit angelum suum et conclusit ora leonum, et non nocuerunt mihi: quia coram eo iustitia inventa est; sed et coram te, rex, delictum non feci, ego autem non feci."*

*My God sent his angel and shut the lions’ mouths, and they have not harmed me, because I was found blameless before him; and also before you, O king, I have I done no hurt

Cast Command

He then spoke to the man they fought, "I Command you, cease your struggle."

Josephine struggles with the larger man, and does what she can to manipulate him still, wrestling with him the best she can, holding on for dear life,

"I don't know... oof!" she grunted as she's tossed around a bit, "...what you mean!? I'm all over this guy!" she said, grunting and wrestling with him the best she could so Lily could finish him off.

She did not have much hope if more than one enemy came along...

ooc: For some reason imagining Jo trying to keep this huge guy down makes me laugh ;P

The man throws Jo from his back just as Lily misses slashing his leg but fortunately Simon's spell seems to have worked. He instantly stiffens, holding completely still though you can see his mind struggle to resist. I suppose it would upset you if I just killed him after all that? Lily arches a black brow to Simon questioningly. Her hand is poised on her dagger, ready but she respectfully awaits the priest's decision.

Simon smirked and nodded. Then he turned to his stiff thrall. "Listen carefully, I command you to walk into the swamps. You may defend yourself, but you must continue walking."

"Wait!" Josephine called out softly, standing up dizzily from the ground, a hand rising to her head, "He was kind, Simon, and he'll die in the swamp. Give him something... please?" she didn't know what to give the man, she just didn't want him to die. He had been pleasant enough to her, and in his line of work, that was rare enough to protect, in her eyes.

"Honestly, Lily... how often do we meet decent men? He doesn't deserve to die, does he?" she tried to lure Lily into it, knowing that would help sway Simon.



OOC Haha, me too :)
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Lily watches Josephine's plea with dry amusement. Is he decent Jo? Or is it because he liked the looks of a pretty young thing in distress? You forget your affect on men she makes a face and you wonder if she's not quite over your previous flirting with Simon. She's never quite been in sorts since. </Rose> That's an awful big assumption to risk our lives on. Hm. </Rose> She mulls it over and then rolls her eyes, picking up one of her daggers and tucking it into the back of his belt. There. That should do it. May we send our friend on his merry little way now?

Simon shrugged, "The effect will ware off before he actually gets far enough into the swamp to be in any real danger. It is just a way to get him away from here, understand?" He motioned to the man, "Now get going."

Lily watches the man go with a slight look of disappointment but she says nothing on the matter. Well, we have the means now I suppose, shall we go in? Things will get pretty bad pretty fast if we're caught though. That dream Victoria sent, I think that was an attic remember? That should be our first effort.

ooc: If you're planning on sneaking make the appropriate rolls

Simon nodded and went with Lily.

08:24, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 12 using 1d20+1.  stealth.
08:24, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 5 using 1d20.  Climb.

Jo/Simon: The door is still wide open and you enter cautiously, poking your heads in first, weapons at the ready. It is a huge place, well furnished but obviously very old, probably well over a hundred years. There is an uneasy feeling as you walk, like eyes watching you and the hair on the back of your neck stands up, it seems so wrong here. Fortunately the stairs are easy to find and you're able to move quietly, save an incident with Father Simon and a squeaky stair. Luckily no one seems to hear you and you make it up to the top of the stairs without incident. The whole place is three stories and you skip the second floor and go straight for the attic, which takes up the entire third level. The door though is locked...

Simon hissed as he bumped into a rocker. He shook his head, lambasting himself before continuing on. He followed Lily, trusting her instincts.

Glancing Lily's way as well, Josephine wasn't certain what to do here. Was her slender friend good with locks as well?

She hesitated and watched her closely for hints to an idea.

Lily wordlessly pulls out a lockpick and starts fumbling, muttering curses as she does. I'm a little rusty...keep a look out she growls. At last she manages to get it open and when you enter you see the same attic room from your dreams. There is a small white bed against the wall and in it, lying on her back is Victoria. She lies perfectly still, her eyes closed. She looks an absolute mess and Lily rushes to her side, frantic. Before she can check if she lives though you see a black woman sitting in the corner of the room in a rocking chair. She watches you with a smirk of amusement. I thought I made it clear you should have left New Orleans. A pity for you.

Simon begins the long form exorcism.

"Wait..." Josephine shook her head, not liking the whole situation, "Who are you? And why are you threatening us? If you are...?"

Josephine felt a bit on the confused side. Why was everyone instantly angry at them!? They weren't bad people...

I'm no demon priest she scoffs at Simon's attempts at exorcism. The door slams shut behind you and you hear a click as the lock resets itself, all done with unseen hands. she's a witch Lily growls, still crouched by Victoria's bed, glittering eyes never leaving the woman. Who I am is of no concern to you. Victoria belongs to me. Always has. She knew better than to step foot in this city again. Must have been desperate. She owes me too great a debt to leave now. I don't let my property run away twice. As for you three, hm...I've been running low on components. And a priest should make particularly fine pickings...

ooc: Please roll a fort save both of you

18:34, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 20 using 1d20+7.  Adding favored opponent bonus .
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rolled an 8,bit don't know my fort save bonus! Probably not good!

The woman gives a flick of her hand and you both feel an immense pain come over you, as though your esophagus is being torn up from the inside. Simon manages to steel himself against it and a second later the pain subsides though you are a bit startled by the intensity of it. Lily likewise seems unfazed, standing up with a glower, hand on her tomahawk. Jo, however, is not so lucky and you double over as the pain worsens. A moment later you realize what has caused it for you are wracked with an agonizing cough and to your horror several small needles find their way into your mouth from your throat. You cough them onto the floor, along with your blood. Witches. Why'd it have to be witches? Lily mutters with a growl. Hang on Jo 

ooc: Ok, go ahead and roll your attacks please :)

Simon felt as though he had been asleep, not because he had, but because the suddenness and intensity of the pain caused his adrenaline glands to go into overdrive. As the pain dulled his hand snapped down and he drew his trusted revolver, whose ammunition he keeps in a blessed state. His body worked on muscle memory as he turned his right side to the witch in profile, planted his back foot, and leaned into the weapon as he fired it. Being so close meant he was attacking as if point blank, and the subsonic round would be hard pressed not to find it's target.

13:36, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 13 using 2d8+1.  Damage (Blessed Revolver Bonus).
Forgot to add PBS making total damage 14
13:35, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 17 using 1d20+12.  Revolver Shot.
Ops I forgot to add PBS, making his hit total 18.
13:34, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 5 using 1d20+3.  Initiative (w/ favored enemy bonus).

"Needles?! Ouch!" she coughed out, hoping the description might help Simon counter it.

Still, it hurt, so seeing Simon pull out his weapon, she turned to find a good spot to hide and watch the entrance so they wouldn't be surprised by an ambush.

Simon's bullet finds it's mark though it only grazes the woman's arm. Her eyes bulge in fury and she raises her hand and flings him back, slamming him against the wall. Meanwhile Lily hurls a tomahawk at the witch and it buries itself in her thigh though of course it is not a mortal wound. Meanwhile you hear footsteps rushing up the stairs and a second later the door is being rammed against, no doubt men coming to their mistress's aid.

ooc: Jo, go ahead and roll another fort save to see if you keep coughing up needles. The door will break by the next round so you can feel free to shoot one of them after you roll your fort save. The basics for your sheet are ready and up for you.

Simon: Go ahead and roll a reflex save to see how well you can twist out of the slam she did and to see how well you hold onto your gun. Feel free to do your next round too.

09:30, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 11 using 1d20+6. Ref save. Ugh 12 damage

Simon felt the sweeping attack of the spiritual throw. He managed to twist enough to hold onto his weapon, which he fired again.

09:33, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 7 using 2d8+1.  damage.
8 with PBS
09:33, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 27 using 1d20+12.  Pistol shot.
28 with PBS

lol no luck

By now the witch is looking worried and with a gesture the door flings open, revealing three black men who rush inside, bearing clubs and knives. They look surprised to see two women and a priest causing so much trouble but do not hesitate to rush you.

Jo, you manage to shake off the wretched needle effects (thank goodness!) and you are met with one of the fellows immediately who tries to tackle you but you are able to dodge him. The other goes after Simon, slashing at him with a knife and slicing through his arm. Meanwhile Lily tackles the witch's legs, trying to wrestle her to the floor but the third man is coming after her, eager to save his mistress.

ooc: Next round!

Simon continues to focus on the witch.

08:02, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 5 using 2d6+2.  damage.
7 with favored enemy bonus
08:02, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 18 using 1d20+13.  Pistol Shot.
20 with favored enemy bonus

Pulling her big shotgun out, Josephine decided to leap into the fray, and loved up her shot on the man who tried to attack her.


natural 1, lol sorry if I kill a friendly

ooc: Lol! Poor Jo!

Simon's bullet hits true and the witch gives a snarl and with a wave of her hand tries to flick the gun away from Simon...ooc: Roll a general strength check please

Meanwhile another man attacks the priest again, stabbing Simon in the back of the shoulder.

Jo, your bullets nearly hit Lily, blasting holes in the wall next to her. Her eyes bulge in alarm and you have a feeling if she weren't busy with two men herself she'd have a few choice words for you. In the meantime one of the men grapples you, attempting to throw you to the floor...ooc: Opposed grapple checks please. May as well make 2 or 3 rolls for time's sake ;)

12:47, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 17 using 1d20. Str check.

Simon grunted as the second attack found it's mark. He attempted to hold onto the weapon.

Josephine jumped, cursing, and threw her shotgun to the side as the man threw himself at her torso, trying in vain to swat him away with her hands.

"Don't hurt me, please! I don't do well with pain!" she cried out, hoping he'd randomly listen or something.


10, 2, 9. Not sure about my grapple...

Oh god, that's bad. So far, in this game, I think I average around 6.3 on a d20 roll, hahaha. I'm a champion!

You can ALWAYS ffwd rounds, and roll FOR me, as long as you keep my general "What I'm doing" in mind, I don't care at all :)

ooc: Lol, what a funny image! Lucky for you Jo, his initial roll was worse than yours so you break the grapple before it can begin. Otherwise you'd be totally pinned. You're just fortunate I'm even unluckier than you! :D

Simon manages to hold onto the gun though it nearly slips away. The witch is panicking now and frantically mutters something at which point you feel a pain wracking your body ooc: Go ahead and roll an attack with the gun if you like as well as a constitution check and I'll let you know what happens at that point.

Jo: You barely manage to evade his tackle, though your shotgun is on the ground now. Of course with your luck using it perhaps it's for the best. The other two men are still dealing with Lily, who is dodging and slashing nicely but your fellow has eyes only for you. ooc: You should still have a pistol and knife if memory serves correctly so feel free to go for it! Hopefully you're out of bad rolls for a while...

Simon took another shot, hoping to end the witch threat. Although not a demon, Simon believes Witches are demonically possessed and therefor violence against them does not violate his vow.

09:44, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 4 using 1d20-1.  Con check.
09:43, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 17 using 2d8+4.  damage.
09:43, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 25 using 1d20+15.  Pistol shot with all bonuses.

Pulling out her pistol, Josephine looked at it nervously, and back at her attacker,

"Seriously, please stop! I don't want to hurt you! We can talk about this!" she said, holding a hand out, pleading with him.

Simon, your shot rings true and she staggers, clutching at her wounds. In the meantime though her spell has hit you hard. You feel your bones creak and groan, as though some unseen force is trying to rip them from your very body. The pain is agonizing and you find yourself shaken and trembling. . Meanwhile the witch rushes to the wall behind her and with a mutter the wall opens up, revealing a staircase going down. Two of her thugs rush in front of her to block your way to her. You'll have to aim well if you hope to get another shot before she escapes.

Jo, the man sneers at your attempts and lunges at you, stabbing you in the side with his knife, though luckily not mortally by any means. Shoot him! Lily shouts, still wrestling with her foes.

Simon called out in pain but despite it, gets one last shot off at the fleeing witch.

08:26, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 13 using 2d8+2.  damage.
08:25, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 21 using 1d20+13.  Pistol shot all + & -.

Josephine shoots, haphazardly, and of course, misses,

"I don't know how to!"




Rolled a 2, not even going to bother on the math

Simon, unfortunately her men provide her enough cover that she ducks down the stairway, though she leaves quite a trail of blood after her. Your bullet does hit one of the men squarely though and since he's already been wounded quite a bit he sinks to his knees and puts his hands up in surrender, barely alive. The second man darts after his mistress. You can give chase if you wish...

Meanwhile Lily manages to finish one of her foes and shakes her head at Josephine. We are going to have to work on that. Now keep trying! Even you have to get lucky sometime! she grunts. Fortunately you are able to dodge your opponent, who looks amused at your lack of aim.

ooc: Next round. Simon you can either pursue or help with the last couple men here. Jo, good luck! You seem to be lacking it! ;)

Simon called out "I am off to chase down the witch." He then sprang out after them, hoping to catch them and finish the witch off.

Josephine tries to shoot again, this time at least aiming it the right direction...

ooh a 12, go me!

Simon: You go chasing after down the narrow winding staircase. It's a miracle you don't fall and break your neck on the steep things. You emerge outside on the street behind the house and see the limping woman scurry down the road, eyes wide and fearful. Her man is trying to help her but seeing you followed rushes toward you, trying to grapple you...

ooc: You have one round before he makes it to you so you can try to shoot him if you wish. After that go ahead and make an opposed grapple check.

Jo: You actually do shoot the man in the leg to your delight and his surprise. Lily laughs and congratulates you. Now do it again! she orders as she's slammed into a glass window, the pane shattering behind her. Fortunately your foe is quite shaken by the gunshot and he starts to back off towards the door uncertainly.

Simon will take his shot at the witch. If he cannot hit the witch he will not take the shot.

13:21, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 9 using 2d8+2.  Damage.
13:20, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 28 using 1d20+13.  Pistol Shot.
13:20, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 16 using 1d20+7.  Grapple check.
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"No, he's leaving! Can't I just let him leave? I don't want him to die! Sir, lay down! I won't hurt you, I promise!" she said, waving her gun menacingly around in circles at him, hoping he'd lay down.

Simon: The witch falls down as if dead, slumping in the middle of the road. By now the man has you in a hold, but as you grapple he notes his seemingly dead employer and the distraction is more than enough for you to free yourself.

ooc; I rolled a second round of grapple for him and he got a one...sigh. I'm just really bad at rolling these days!

Jo: ooc: Wow, she is hilarious! I can just imagine it all in my head!

Actually knowing you it might be preferable she grunts, still dealing with her last foe who is trying to strangle her. Alright at least point your gun at this one! Though don't you dare shoot unless I-gnuhhhh!! her words are lost in a gurgle as she struggles to breathe, the massive man's hands wrapped tightly around her neck, the color going out of her face.

Simon pointed his weapon at the remaining man, "Now see here, I am inclined to let you live, but only just. Make the wrong move and my inclinations will change."

"Oh my gosh, Lily!" Josephine cried out, and then charged the man wrestling her, grabbing at him and trying to pull his arms off of her, not even realizing she still had the gun in her hand.

The man looks at his mistress, clearly wanting to check on her, then back at you and decides perhaps he doesn't want to join her after all. He raises his hands in the air with a glare. You may have me and my employer, but there are many loyal to her in these parts. You will have a lot of trouble because of this he warns.

Jo: ooc: Lol! What a kook Jo is! I rolled for you btw and you did quite well!

You rush forward and manage to pull one of his fingers back enough that he loosens his grip. Lily responds by bashing her forehead into the man's nose and he stumbles back, holding his face. The Indian then grabs your gun and levels it at him, still breathing raggedly. Good work Jo. Though you probably could have just hit him with something. We'll work on it... she pants. You can see the bruises already forming on her neck. Now you had better not move or I'll blow your face off. I am not squeamish in the least I assure you she growls at her attacker. He sits down cooperatively but glares daggers. Would you be so kind as to tie him up Josephine? Might I recommend the curtain cords? she gestures with her head to the window. ooc: go ahead and roll a use rope check.

Simon motioned with his pistol. "Down on your knees, hands behind your head." When/if he complies Simon goes over to see if the witch is dead or not.

"Ok!" Josephine responded eagerly, inwardly glad that she'd prevented a murder. With that, she grabbed the curtain ropes, and tried to tie the man's arms behind his back, so he wouldn't be a threat to them. She had no idea what she was really doing, as the only tying experience she had was on herself, and more kin...

She shook her head clearing that thought. No time for that now! When she finished, she showed Lily for approval.

Simon: The man complies with a glower, but you know he'll use any opportunity you give him to escape and so you watch him warily. The woman is bleeding out. Not dead yet but she will soon be if no one intervenes.

Jo: Lily watches as you truss the man up, checking your work when you're done. She tightens a few things here and there but overall she is satisfied. Alright, go and lock the door. Who knows how many more of these fools are wandering about she mutters. As you do so she moves to the bed where the still prostrate and unconscious Victoria lies. With a grunt she kneels by the bed and pulls her over her shoulder, panting and scowling. For a brief uncertain instant she tries to stand and her green eyes widen with worry that she'll fall over, but determination wins out and she stands upright, now much more solid in her carry of the woman. Alright, let's see if we can go down those stairs without dropping her shall we? she mutters. Indeed, as you traverse the narrow escape passage downstairs she often has to stop and ask you to steady the woman. It is quite a little adventure in and of itself. At last you reach the exit, finding yourselves outside on the grounds. Across the street you see Simon bent over and investigating the still body of the witch. Go help him. See if he needs anything she gestures.

Simon shot the man in his thigh, "Stay there." He then went over and tried to stabilize the witch.

12:04, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 15 using 1d20+9.  Treat Injury retry.
12:03, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 10 using 1d20+9.  treat injury.
12:02, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 22 using 1d20+13.  Pistol shot.

Simon's shot hits true and the man groans in pain, much more subdued now that he realizes just what he's dealing with. You are able to stabilize the witch for the time being. She will need a doctor though to be sure. Across the street you see Lily with Victoria slumped over her shoulder and looking very tired. Josephine is approaching too. In the distance you see on comers, no doubt curious as to the shots and the noise. What a mess.

Simon heaved the woman over his shoulder, "Come on, before we end up with Bobbies* on our heals."

* Bobbies are police, but slang like saying pigs today.

Fine by me! But if I'm going to run, I'm going to need some help she grunts. Jo, grab her arms will you? She intends to run with Josephine's help but it is an awkward process at best...

ooc: Ok, go ahead and roll a constitution check to see if you guys can outrun your pursuers, now that people see the bodies being carried they are inclined to chase after you.

15:07, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 2 using 1d20-1. con check.

Rolled an 11!

ooc: Hahahahahaha!! Oh no!! Your pursuers rolled a natural 20...07:52, Today: Secret Roll: Artemis rolled 20 using 1d20.

At first you seem to do well, running down the street and away from the crowd. A few concerned men rush after you, however, followed by a street cop who had been hailed by all the ruckus and gunshots. Before long you find yourselves in an ally, men surrounding both exits, guns drawn. Hands up! Why are you kidnapping these women!? Seeing they are both black, the officer looks all the more curious. In New Orleans though, it is more common at least, and you doubt you'll skate off much better no matter what the color of their skin.

Holding up her hands, setting the woman down gently, Josephine spoke loud enough to be heard, but soft enough to sound intelligent and selective,

"Officers, we're not kidnapping anybody. We're trying to prevent the deaths of many people by removing ourselves from the area. Once we get them into a doctor's office, hopefully they'll be able to be saved..." she said, turning towards the other officer, wanting to sort of turn them on each other,

"He looks ready to prevent more shooting." she said, indicating the other officer, "I'd say you'd be better off doing that, and letting us citizens protect the injured. There are active shooters still back that way, please, please protect everybody from them!" she tried to urge them, pushing them to leave.

Simon put on his most incensed and outraged persona, "Sir, do you really believe that I, a man of the cloth, would seek to kidnap anyone. You can clearly see that both of these women are injured and in need of help. We are taking them to that help. You can either hinder this or help it." Attempting to bolster Josephine's story.

ooc: For time's sake I rolled for Jo :)

Lily just freezes, letting you two talk it out as she still holds onto Lily's arms. Fortunately Josephine's natural abilities once again do the trick. They look at each other uncertainly, then back at the obviously wounded women, and then to Simon, whose attire greatly helps his credibility.

Oh! Well that makes more sense doesn't it...one of them mumbles. Active shooters you say? Where? Meanwhile the other one points you in the direction of a doctor's office, a few blocks down, offering to come back and assist you if need be, though there are hansom cabs too that would sort you out. They are the picture of agreeable now that they think you innocent. They soon rush off to investigate the house, weapons drawn. It won't bode well for any stragglers there.

Once they are out of earshot Lily breaks into a grin. Nice work you too, especially adding that touch of righteous authority she wrinkles her nose at Simon with a laugh. Now, do you want to actually try the doctor? Or do you think you can heal them on your own?

Simon shook his head, "They are beyond my ability. The doctor is our best option." He then looked at Josephine, "That was amazing. You wound the truth around a fishing reel and caught yourself two cops and then you threw them back. You never actually lied, and yet you made them believe you so thoroughly..." He shook his head and smiled, "I am just glad you don't turn that on me."

Smiling in response at Simon, Josephine nodded,

"I would never do that to my friends. Plus, I'm just letting them see things the way WE see them... the details are unimportant after all. Context is everything..." she said, smiling again before they continued towards the doctor's office.

Simon chuckled, "You certainly have a 'gift for blarney' as my parents would say."

Lily says nothing at your exchange but seems ever so slightly unimpressed with it. Instead she mutters something about hurrying this up, hailing a hansom cab and directing the gentle admission of Victoria's still form, the poor woman's lids still closed.

Soon enough you end up at the doctor's office who looks shocked at the injuries. Victoria appears to have been beaten significantly and of course there is the loss of her eyes. Then of course the gunshot wounds to the older woman. What happened to them!? he demands in shock. Can you save them or not? Lily ignores the question, seemingly in no mood to dilly dally. I don't know...I think so... he frowns, unsure which one to examine first. How long until this one wakens? she gestures to Victoria. I'm sorry, there's no telling he shrugs helplessly. I will need answers though. It is my duty to file a police report. Lily turns to Josephine and arches a dry brow. She really is in a mood it seems. Well? You want to explain it to the gentlemen? You are so much better with words than I.

Simon nodded to Josephine, this was her area of expertise after all.
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"Look now, we've already filed a police report with the two officers out there, running down the street to prevent the crime from continuing..." she said, pointing out the window, "This poor woman was an innocent bystander in a shooting further down the street. We just happened upon her, and knew she needed some kind of medical attention, so we did the best thing we could, and we brought her here with us." she said, meeting the doctor's gaze, "Please... we're just trying to protect this woman, and make sure she gets home alive. We've handled all of the paperwork, and the officers assured us that they were going to stop the perpetrators, can you save her?" she pleaded, re-focusing the doctor on succeeding for her, instead of worrying about the rest of it.

Simon nodded to the Doctor, "I can assist you, I have experience aiding doctors."

He hesitates but then nods quickly. Alright then, as you wish it He happily accepts Simon's help and even employs Lily and Josephine out of sheer lack of options. It would seem he is more accustomed to splinting legs than dealing with eyeless women and minor surgery, not that he's incapable of course but you would bet it's been a while since he saw wounds of this magnitude. He is particularly horrified by Victoria's missing eyes, swearing and asking why anyone would do such a thing.

ooc: Go ahead and roll heal checks both of you, and also let me know what you plan to do after the doctor is finished, if anything. Then I'll move things along.

Simon worked silently. Indeed Victoria was in a horrifying condition, but he was detached enough that it did not stop him from working. He was distracted, though especially with who he was trying to save. It affected his ability to help.

09:45, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 11 using 1d20+9. Treat Injury.

When they were done he managed to get the girls aside. "We need to figure out what to do with the wit...with the woman who has a gunshot wound. My vote is we bind her and question her."

The healing is a slow and arduous process, not going so well as you would have liked. You greatly fear infection considering how things are going. At last you've all done the best you can though, and the pair, still unconscious, rest on their cots.

I'm all for that, but how do we get her out of here without the doctor wondering where she went? I don't know if Victoria is ready to be moved yet frowns Lily. Of course if we don't do something before she wakes she'll put a hex on us the moment she opens her eyes

Simon nodded to Josephine, "I think our comrade can talk our way out. I wish I had one of Penny's Hex Bags, we could use it to keep her silent. Have you no such item on you, Lily? Whatever we do, we must do it quickly."

"Binding her is a quick way to ensure she hates us, you know. Why don't we just talk to her? I don't know what all of this hex business is, but I don't like the idea of it..." she said, remembering back to her body being twisted and mangled,

"Why don't we just all wait and speak politely with her when she wakes? If she hexes one, we knock her out. If she talks, then we find a cordial way to deal with her... a win/win for all parties?" she offered hopefully.

Simon gently put his hand on her shoulder, "She dug the eyeballs out of Victoria's skull and tortured her. I shot her several times. She is a witch who has sex with demons. I don't think she will respond to talking nice. It was a good idea, though. You just have to realize what you are dealing with."

There are a few things even you can't talk your way out of she shakes her head to Josephine. I'd rather rip her limb from limb myself but I suppose we need answers. You might try your luck on the doctor though. And no Simon, I don't have a hex bag. The men of letters have not found that particular little trick yet I'm afraid. I'm in one of my moods though. If she tries anything I can end it but it may end up with her liver in my hand. Spleen at the very least.

Shaking her head, Josephine's morals came to the forefront,

"It is the responsibility of the strong and virtuous to be confident and stand up against the evil and weak. Guys, if we let her attitude dictate our choices, then it is she who has the real power! Let me speak with her, like we would anybody else, and you two stay sharp and protect us all if she acts against us. THAT is our responsibility as good people."

Josephine didn't speak much on her morals, but they occasionally surfaced.

Simon nodded and asked Josephine, "Why don't you go keep the doctor occupied, I will handle things here."  He turned to Lily, "Beloved, try to keep calm. Listen to my voice and remain calm..."

Lily looks at Josephine and her eyes turn smoky grey, the irises and pupils completely disappearing. Her voice is an angry growl. You have one minute to change her mind. The second she tries anything, and believe me she will, her liver is mine. You may have morals human, but evil needs to be dealt with.

Once Josephine has left the room she turns to Simon, her face twisted and angry. Your beloved isn't here at the moment. she sneers the word beloved. You know I'm right. The witch should be put down.
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Shrugging Josephine glanced towards evil Lily,

"I'm not taking that on my conscience." she said, turning and walking away.

Simon smiled, "You're wrong, I am looking at her." Then he turned to the witch. "How do we wake her up?"

Josephine: You find the doctor easily enough. The two women show no signs of waking up yet, but he is confident they will soon. Their pulses are apparently strong.

Simon: She looks surprised at your words and you can see her start to waver. Her gray eyes starting to clear though not fully. I think we wait. Or perhaps smelling salts, that may help. The first thing she'll try to do is hex us. We should at the very least gag her mouth. She can't do anything if she can't talk. Or at least it will be more difficult, depends on how powerful she is. You already know my opinion on the matter but the woman seems to be sentimental she makes a face.

Simon looked around and found a medical gag, the kind used on epileptic patients and put it on the witch. He ties her hands down as best he could and used smelling salts to wake her.

Sitting down near the doctor, Josephine didn't even attempt to speak with him. She didn't trust their methods, so she wasn't going to participate.

Fortunately the doctor is busy enough with Victoria that Simon and Lily are able to get the salts and back to the witch with little notice. When you attempt to wake her it takes a few tries but eventually her eyes flutter open and for a moment they seem confused before she balefully remembers who you are and starts to struggle violently in spite of her weakened condition. Well what now? Lily whispers, looking down at the prostrate woman coldly. For the moment anyway it seems she is unable to hex you at least.

Simon shrugged, "Interrogate her I suppose." He went over to the witch. "You will answer my questions or Lily will rip your arms off. If you understand blink once for yes. You will blink twice for no."

ooc: Hahahaha! That's funny to me for some reason. Makes me think of Chewie, or Fezek from Prince's bride when Inigo tells him to tear that guy's arms off.

Lily beams with pleasure at Simon's words and the witch looks frightened, seeing the smoky gray of her eyes. She blinks once.
ooc: Ok, go ahead and ask away! Feel free to make a list of questions and she'll answer. Will you keep the gag on or off?

I still have no idea what to ask. Can you pm me a list of questions? Someone?

Jo: As you wait in the other room with the doctor and Victoria, the black woman starts to stir and moan. W-Where am I? she breathes, her eyeless face tilted upward. Who's there? I can hear you! she sits up, feeling around with her hands frantically. Perhaps she still thinks she's captured.

Simon: The woman must see something in the Indian's eyes for she complies quickly. Through a series of yes and no questions you learn that she knows Victoria personally and gather they must have had some kind of falling out. She doesn't know why Victoria was in the city though apparently she did interrogate her. If she's linked to the issues with Belial she does a good job of denying it, but obviously the woman has evils of her own designs judging by what she did to poor Victoria.

Simon said, "I am going to remove your gag, but I am familiar with spell craft. If even a single word of a spell leaves your lips I will let my lovely significant other do as she pleases, understand?"

"Relax, you're safe, you're with a doctor... you've been hurt, but rescued. Slow down, lay down and get some rest..." she tries to reassure the woman.

Victoria looks relieved at hearing a soothing voice and the doctor attends her quickly. She gives a start at his touch. Who is that!? He introduces himself quickly, assuring her he is here to help. She allows him but you can see on her face that she wants to know more but is hindered by the man's presence. Any idea who rescued me? she asks lightly, as though hinting she's wondering about her friends.

Simon: She nods, watching Lily again and speaks quickly, eyes never leaving the woman who watches coldly. You find out that the coven has been there for decades and that Victoria was once a member of it. They run the dark underbelly of the city but she makes no mention of demons and balks when such a thing is suggested. You wonder just how much Victoria was involved with such people and why they would hate her enough to take out her eyes. The old woman just says there was a falling out and Lily suggests you don't press it. What should we do with her? If we leave her alive she'll just go running back to her coven. Clearly she's the type to hold a grudge too.

Leaning down to whisper in her ear, Josephine is quiet,

"We are your friends, but this man is a doctor I cannot vouch for. Who in this city is touched by the corruption of who did this to you? Whisper back, I do not know how alone we are..." she said, smiling to bluff as if she were merely comforting her.

Simon went on with questioning, "Tell me what you intend to do with her eyes? Tell me how to make her whole again. The only way you live is if we take your tongue. You loose your ability to cast spells but you live. You decide."

Jo: Josephine? she recognizes your voice at last. There are sympathizers in high places, and low. I doubt the doctor would heal me though if he were one of them. If he were with them he'd know who I was. she whispers back. I've got to find Frederick. You need to get me out of here somehow!

Simon: At mention of Victoria's eyes the woman smirks, though a quick glance at Lily ends it. You kept them did you? Well why would I tell you how to restore her only to lose my tongue? Surely you can deal better than that? Hearing this Lily turns to you. Do you want me to cut it off or just pull it out? The woman turns a little frantic at this and puts her hands up defensively. No! Wait! Surely there is some other deal we can make?! Anything! It's surprising how frightened she is considering her power and what she's done to Victoria. Perhaps she's more used to pulling strings than doing dirty work.

"Can we not wait for Lily and Simon to finish questioning the witch?" she was curious as to the hurry, and wrinkled her brow.

Josephine: She brightens at the prospect of them being so near. Alright, if I must. You see Frederick was on a mission here and he disappeared. I tried to find him but...well my past caught up to me. I should have been more careful. Tell me, did you save my eyes?

Simon looked at Lily, "Pull it out, make sure you cauterize the wound."

Lily smiles coldly and moves toward the woman but the witch shrieks and jerks violently, startling the Indian with her noise. The doctor is possibly close enough to hear still. It would make for a difficult explanation.

Taking her opportunity, the witch bites off an incantation with impressive speed. You and Lily both lunge to stop the woman...

ooc: Go ahead and roll a general dexterity check to see if you're able to shut her up before she finishes her spell.

13:22, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 10 using 1d20+1.  Dex check.

Darren: New Orleans is definitely a far cry from Boston. It has its own bustling streets filled with hansom cabs and trolleys, however the people here have a much different feel. For one there are black people everywhere, far greater in number than you are used to and with a proud watchful look in their eyes. The shops are more colorful, the people more interesting. What a place to lose a friend.

Frederick, the plain faced man who recruited you so many months ago, would pick this of all places to disappear! He'd always been somewhat mysterious of his organization but you gathered things were afoot with these men he claimed to work for. Just last month he'd come to you, shaken and proclaiming some half of their ranks had been killed from within and that he didn't know who to trust. Needless to say it's been frustrating to have such limited information but Frederick lets things slip from time to time, ever the talker, especially when drunk.

The telegram he sent two weeks ago only confused you all the more.

In New Orleans-stop-over my head-stop-Stalder Street Inn-stop-

Finding the inn proves easy enough, though it takes a bit of getting used to the hansom cab driver's cajun accent. He soon drives you to a stately dark colored place jammed between two other houses, a tiny iron fenced yard surrounding it. You take care to avoid the horse muck left on the street as you pick your way up to the gate, which though not locked, is inhospitably shut even at three in the afternoon. You squint up at the door and note a sign scrawled unceremoniously. "CLOSED."


Josephine: Pm

Simon: Unfortunately the witch is fast and before either of you can do anything you are flung back. You can feel her trying to pin you to the wall with her power but you struggle to resist. The ropes slip from her body as though they have a mind of her own. Lily looks furious and you get the feeling if she gets a hold of her she really will rip her liver out.

ooc: Go ahead and roll a Fortitude save to see if you escape as well as a constitution check to see if you catch up to her as she turns tail and tries to run...
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11:06, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 3 using 1d20-1.  con check.

11:06, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 18 using 1d20+5.  fort save.

Shaking her head, clueless, Josephine couldn't remember with all of the sudden horrific things going on,

"I'm not entirely certain, but I believe so. They're trying to get the witch to tell them a way to restore your vision right now. I don't know why they wouldn't let me help with that, but alas, I'm here."

Glancing over at the doctor, she whispered to him,

"Is there anything you can do to help her relax a bit? She'd suffered enough trauma today, and just needs to rest." she asked, pleading with her eyes.

Darren hadnt wasted any time responding to Frederick's call  packing and setting out for New Orleans immediately. Though Darren knew little of Frederick, Darren felt close to him almost as if he was a mentor of sort, showing Darren the inS and outs of his new profession.

Arriving in New Orleans was a culture shock to say the least but it wasn't in a negative regard. Darren spoke a little with his cabbie, mostly about historical features of the surroundings, Darren's interest being cit off with their arrival at the inn.

Darren steppes out, paid the cabbie and approached the gate. Seeing the sign but paying it little mind Darren opened the gate as if he owned the place and approached the door being mindful of his surroundings and remaining attentive

~play as if ye have trouble with words. Ye already look brutish enough~ Darren mused as he approached the door, testing it gently before knocking.

Darren: The door is locked. Knocking at first yields no results but after what seems an eternity you hear approaching footsteps and the door opens a few inches, revealing a portion of a woman's face peering out at you with irritation. You are surprised at how disheveled she looks, her hair loose and tangled, her eyes almost wild. We're closed. Can't you read the sign?! she snaps, looking about to slam the door in your face. What's more disturbing than the woman is the awful smell. It nearly chokes you it is so strong.

Jo: Victoria reaches out, clutching for your arm or hand, anything. Please. Stalder Street Inn. You've got to find Frederick! If he's still alive... She is looking quite tired but you can tell she's frantic. Meanwhile the doctor agrees with you that she needs rest and gives her some medicine that will soon put her to sleep.

Simon: You are able to break away from the pin, as is Lily but the witch is fast and she knows the streets better than either of you. Lily races after her and they disappear down an alley as you struggle to catch up. You lose them for a while, searching the streets and trying to find a sign of them. Suddenly you hear a scream. Should you follow it you race around a corner to see Lily bent over the old woman who is lying dead, her eyes wide open in pure fear. The scream seems to have come from an onlooker and her companion, a strong looking man who is likewise gripped in horror. Lily holds a liver in her hand, and she stares down in horror, bewildered. You can tell it is your normal Lily again. The couple starts to run, screaming for help. This could get complicated.

Simon waved Lily, "Come on, hurry, we cannot be here when the copers get her." He will lead her back to the doctor's residence. "Are you ok? How do you feel? Is there anything I can do?"

Darren is momentarily startled by the greeters brashness. Wrinkling his nose at the aroma he shakes his head at her inquiry and braces a hand against the door to attempt to keep it ajar.

" No ma'am, I couldn't make out yer sign but please, I come searchin' fer a friend an' this be where he sayin' he be. Darren said trying to come off dunce, hoping his brawny appearance would sell more than his acting.

Simon: Lily is shaken and rushes towards you, though the fleeing couple looks back and shouts something you can't hear. No doubt they are going to give the police quite a tale. This could get messy. Speaking of, Lily looks down at her blood covered hand in dismay, talking as she runs. You can't pretend she was a wendigo. she says bitterly. I'm not a wendigo hunter, am I?

Darren:

Well clearly he's not here. No one is but me. Off with you now, you've no business here. She tries to push the door closed and you are surprised how strong she is. Meanwhile you hear the buzz of flies from within and that smell, now stronger the more you are exposed, jolts into your memory. That's rotting flesh if you ever smelled it. ooc: Roll an opposed strength check if you wish to keep the door from closing, along with the rest of your intentions.

"Alright!" Josephine's heart ached for the woman, and as soon as the doctor put her to sleep, Josephine took off, asking the doctor on the way out for directions to that inn, just so she could go hurry and find this Frederick fellow!

Simon is rushing to get Lily to safety. Her question catches him off guard. "Lily I know very little of Wendigo other than they are demons created out of cannibalism. Perhaps you have begin to see evil in other places and are having the same reaction. I pretend nothing, Lily. You are the woman I love, the woman I intend to marry. That is wholly true and not mere conjecture on my part."

The sound and smells within caught Darren's attention and his instinct to protect his friend took over and Darren moved into action, his adrenaline coursing through him, empowering him to action. Darren released a roar right before charging into the woman who was treating rudely.

" I'm coming!", Darren shouted just before making contact. Darren wasn't sure what he was doing was the right call but he had already taken the action now and had to follow through. Assuming Darren lived, he'd have to determine later if this action was the right one.
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Darren: You are able to force the door open to her surprise, but you realize it's most likely because she wasn't expecting it rather than a lack of strength on her part. You realize this particularly because she brings a fist smashing into your jaw and it hurts far more than a woman's fist has a right to cause. You are inside now, and as you ready against this lunatic woman, you see to your horror the room is littered with bodies. Well, what's left of them. The pieces strewn about have clearly been eaten on  by something. With a screech of rage she lunges at you again...

ooc: Ok, go ahead and roll your next round. Her AC is 20 so you will know if you hit or miss and can post accordingly. I appreciate the detailed way you've posted thus far so I don't have to look up your AC, etc. Go ahead and roll your attack and damage totals as well as your intentions and as the fight continues keep me abreast of your hit points too please. I don't worry about initiative when it's one on one so much so you can ignore that for the moment if you like and just go for it. Also, if you want to roll a knowledge check you can determine if you have any idea of what she may or may not be. I think that should cover it! Also, you'll be joined by Josephine quite soon.

Jo: You make it to the inn by hansom cab. The door is wide open and even from the walkway you can see a man and woman struggling inside!

Simon: She looks up at you in shock at the last part, green eyes wide. Well aren't you confident? she grins after recovering. What makes you think I'll say yes? There's a teasing glint to her eyes, but you can tell she's still worried about her previous question. The rest of it has definitely distracted her though and you can tell she's touched and also quite surprised.

Having seen witches that were female, and knowing that the guy she's supposed to be saving is named Frederick, Josephine did the only obvious thing a clearly thinking woman would do in this situation...

Charged the woman, and jumped on her,

"Don't worry Frederick, I'm here to save you!" she shouted, leaping at the woman to tackle her and drag her down...




Rolled an 18, no idea what my mods are! And he has 173 hp, holy shit!

Simon shrugged, "I don't know for sure, but I have a good idea. I just have to save up for a ring...oh wait I don't make any money." He smiled at his own self deprecating humor.

Darren: To your surprise a blonde woman rushes through the door and attacks the stranger, shouting something about saving Frederick. At first it seems she is doing well, but the dark woman is clearly the stronger and they wrestle a bit, giving you a nice opening... ooc: Go ahead and post for an attack of opportunity as well as a regular attack :)

Jo: pm

Simon: What would an Indian need a ring for anyway? she smirks. Not that that's a yes mind you. I haven't been properly asked yet after all. You'll just have to live with uncertainty until then she wrinkles her nose in a laugh. Then her face falls somewhat. Are you sure it's safe? Being with me? When my memory goes...people die.

Simon nodded, "You've never so muched as given me a strange look. I am unafraid of you"

AoO rolled (20) total, hit. 13 dmg.
Standard attack rolled (22) total,
Hit 15 dmg. Ability surge: 5rounds left
Dx all nonleathal damage

Oh, I'm a tank, baby...only good thing about a focused tough hero with a high Constitution

Adrenaline coursed through his views, Boon was suprised by this dame's strength but he was more suprised at the scene around him. Darren, however let the battle focus him. Darren did like always, putting up his guard and letting his mass and endurance win the fight fore him.

Darren threw a punch that connected solid. He felt it and used his street smarts to drill it home doing a little more damage. As he drew back to turtle up, a blonde woman crashed into the crazed dame.

Not to look a gift horse in the mouth, Darren took the opportunity to get a free hit in. His father haD always said not to hit a woman but judging from his surroundings he doubted she was a proper one.
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Josephine had no idea what she was doing, so she did the ultimate move and grabbed for some hair,

"Stop fighting unless you want to be shot!  My friend behind me has a big enough gun to make it difficult to identify your body!" she tried, still wrestling and pulling hair.

Darren/Jo:
Darren's blows obviously shock her, though she withstands them better than any human woman has the right to. You're definitely dealing with something here. She is about to retaliate but the strange blonde tries again frantically to help. Now that you have a better view of things you realize perhaps she is not as strong as she appeared (Jo) now that the crazed thing has a chance to ready herself.
She simply pulls away from the hair grab so that disturbingly a chunk of it remains in Josephine's fist. If it pains her she doesn't show it. Instead she gives an animalistic snarl of rage and strikes Jo hard across the chest, sending her reeling backward.

ooc: Next round! Sorry I'm in a bit of a rush. Crazier week than expected so if I miss something I do apologize.

Simon: She listens with a small look of relief but worry still hides beneath. Hopefully it stays that way. Come, let's hurry before the police arrest me. I'll need to wash this off somewhere though, and change my clothes. I don't know how I'm going to explain this to the doctor so I may need to hide until we can figure that out. There aren't many Indian women in town that I've seen, I'm probably going to stand out.

Simon nodded, he had an idea. There were a lot of people here he still knew. He lead her to abbey, and asked for the monsignor. He ignored any odd looks from the peanut gallery and waited for man in charge. "I need your help. Can you get her cleaned up and...maybe...a habit?" No one would look twice at her if she were dressed as a nun.

Josephine winced as she was hit, grabbing her chest and sliding back a foot. Holy crap this woman was strong!

Now she had no doubt that she was dealing with a witch, or something similar, and she stepped to the side, hoping to give the big man a better shot/angle at her, and instead of just recklessly attacking, she darted in when the big man went for another shot, and dove at the woman's legs, trying to prevent her from avoiding his attacks, and tripping her up.


Is there an "aid another" action in this game, where I roll a basic DC 10 or something attack, and instead of attacking, I grant him a +2 or something?

EDIT: I rolled a 14, success! I grant him +2 to whatever he's doing!
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The young reD head wasn't sure what to make of everthin except this crazed lady was in a house of bodies and the lovy Blonde seemed to have a similar goal. Darren used the blonde's wrestling to buy time to slip his hands into his pocket and draw up his knuckle dusters.

Darren withdrew his hands now wearing a matching pair of metallic knuckle dusters. Wanting to end this before fatigue washed him Darren drew back his fist putting all his power into his punches. His first jab connected solid to the crazed dame's face. Darren's follow up missed coming up short perhaps more from his being unprepared for the raw power his first hit had behind it.

Darren showed little sign of fatigue but the gleam in his eye showed his inner animal was enjoying this. " That's fer tha folks here, Darren said with a smirk.
Thanks for the assist. I'd missed both without it xD. rounds left for Ability surge: 4

Simon: The monsignor looks startled at the bloodied woman before him, nodding slowly but asking why. He will accept your need though, should you give him even a slightly good reason and in that respect it doesn't take long for Lily to change. She looks completely at a loss for words, gaping at the habit as though she wants to rip it off. At last she stammers, This feels....wrong on so many levels. All I can think of is the nuns at school who used to give me such trouble. That and this thing is going to catch fire with me in it

ooc: I'll catch you up to the others soon Simon.

Darren/Jo: Jo is more a nuisance than anything to the woman but any help helps. She takes Darren's punch well, though anger flashes in her cold eyes, and returns him one straight to the jaw, which fortunately is made of strong stuff, leaving him upright in spite of the power of the blow. Whatever she is, she's not human to hit like this.

ooc: Next round, also please roll knowledge checks to see if you can piece together theories of what she is. Even if you don't have ranks in it, as hunters you'll have some inkling if the roll is any good. Thanks!

Simon's vague explanation is that there was a fight, which she won. He smiled at Lily's complaining. "Just keep your eyes down. No one will question a Nun, it would be unseemly. Remember it is for Victoria."

Rolled a 5 on Knowledge and my second attack missed.
(Boon) rolled 3
(Boon) rolled 11 =14 on one hit
18:44, Today: Darren (Boon) Calhoun rolled 18 using 1d20+7.  Power attack punch w/o aid another. I forgot to add bonuses from brawl feats, it makes it a hit
Ability surge: 3 round left


Darren had flexed his muscles, bracing for the impact. He wasnt nimble by any means but he'd takwn plenty a beatings growing up in Boston, despite this, this woman hit like a mule. Darren considered what he knew and mulled it over a moment while he brought up his guard looking for an opening.

Coming up with bumkis Darren shrugged and threw his weight into his punches. He could feel the additional power ebbing, fatigue was coming soon. He just hoped the blonde might know how to end the crazy.

" 'ey, pretty dame...d'ya know what this thin' is? Darren said adressing Jo before sending out two more hard jabs, the first landing but just. The second went wild as the crazy dodged.

" If'n ya can stop 'er do it, I can fend 'er off fer now," Darren said through pants. He was fine but an after effect exerting himself like he was.
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Raising an eyebrow at the man's first question, Josephine shook her head,

"Maybe a demon?" she guessed, stepping back a foot from the woman to give herself space.

When he asked her to stop the girl, she paused a moment, then shrugged, reaching back and pulling her 12 gauge shotgun from her back with a cute smile,

"Ok!"

...and then she fired.



14 attack roll
10 damage

Darenn/Jo: The woman gets a blow from Darren in the neck, but recovers well. Her strength clearly lies in her toughness. As tempting as it is to label her a demon, there are a few things that don't add up. Unfortunately for both of you, a fight is a poor time to try to puzzle out such answers and nothing springs to mind.

Jo's shot goes wide, but the woman is unconcerned, not fearful of the firearm in the least. It should be interesting if Jo ever hits, considering it is no normal shotgun, but the woman has no way of knowing that yet. In response she clocks Darren again, hissing at Jo, When I'm done with the brute I'll rip your pretty little face off and eat it

ooc: Well the knowledge checks didn't go well...lol! Go ahead and try a spot for me both of you and roll your next round

Father Simon: Yes. For Victoria. Perhaps I don't mind that I ripped that woman's liver out after all she mutters. It's an almost comical statement considering her attire.

Soon you go back to the doctor's where you find Victoria asleep and Jo gone. A quick questioning of the doctor reveals she had asked for directions to Stalder street, an area Simon would have heard of.

ooc: Timing wise I'm just waiting another round or so before I have you join the others.

Spot : 20 total
Heroic surge : 2/3 daily uses left
Ability surge: 2 rounds left
Attack 1 : rolled 21 doing (24)dmg
Attack 2 : rolled 21 doing (14)dmg
Hs Attack: rolled 20 doing (24)dmg
Think the roller bugged or I got lucky for once also I didnt know about the blessed weapons! Are my silver knuckles blessed?

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The young auburn haired brawler was starting to show fatigue, his brow had sweat drops beading up, his breathing though controlled was starting to show signs of becoming labored. Darren could normally fight for hours but he had tapped his muscles for more than their usual capacity and that always took it out of him. Darren'S eyes watched his opponent for equal signs, hoping it was waning in resistance.

Hearing the bat threaten the blonde beauty was the motivation Darren needed however causing the youth's eyes to take on a harder edge. Darren dug deep and went on the offensive striking with more speed and equal force. A straight hard jab landing hard in the bat's face followed by a weaker but effective hook to the jaw and finishing with a strong uppercut. Each hit resounding, each hit backed by force and Darren's mass. Breathing hard but smirking smuggly, Darren resorts to his guard hoping the bat had enough.

"Bats, ya aint gettin' past this here brute...," Darren said feeling smug and knowing he could have fell men twice this bat's  size with the hits he landed

OoC: C-c-c-Combo!
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"That's not very nice to say to somebody whose going to be in charge of your funeral arrangements!" Josephine called out, swinging the shotgun around to fire it once more, blasting with everything she had.


24 attack roll, yay!
13 damage roll, except I forgot my point blank shooting stuff last round, I added them this round.

Don't worry Darren, I have the precise shot stuff so I don't have to worry about hitting you :) also, if I kissed your knuckles, they'd feel blessed... you can always try that :P

Simon lifted a brow. "Seems our young pigeon has flown the coop. Lets get over there and make sure she isn't harmed."

ooc: For time's sake I rolled your spots

The woman is fatiguing too, starting to look stressed between both of your efforts, and eyeing around her as though for an escape. She is still able to take a surprising amount of damage, but looks startled by how it is affecting her. Considering her strength and the half eaten bodies around you, you wonder if this could be a ghoul...For Darren, that theory is confirmed when you spot a similar looking body in the corner, closely matching the woman you're fighting now, at least from what you can see that's left of her. Ghouls are known to take the form of the last person they've eaten. It only makes sense.

Head shots are the best course with a ghoul, though with your blessed weapons you may be able to chip away at her anyway.

Meanwhile, as you're piecing this together, she decides that perhaps Jo is the easier target and she slams her fists hard into the poor woman. Twice.

Simon: It takes a bit of time to find an available cab. The local police are doing quite a bit of questioning considering the murder, but they don't seem to notice you two yet, thankfully the habit is doing its job.

Eventually you come to the street, a row of residential houses from the looks of it, though an inn stands in the middle of them, a large sign out front though it looks pretty quiet from the street. That is until you hear the shotgun blast...

ooc: I'm going to wait another round before you join them, but feel free to make any preparations in the meantime!

Simon shook his head, "Can't leave her alone for five minutes. Come on then." He drew his pistol and reloaded it.

Josephine grunted in pain as she was hit not once, but twice, but she reloaded like a trooper, and grit her teeth, pulling the trigger once again. She nearly hit the window with her shot, and her mouth opened up wide in surprise as the shot went errant, unfortunately missing the woman,

"Stop... hitting us!" she gasped in between dodging, "We just want to talk, and get your... perspective... on current... fashion!" she taunted the woman, trying to keep her face from being pulverized.




That's a miss, I'm not even adding it all up, lol

heroic surge: 1/3
Ability surge: 1 round remaining
Heroic surge: Drew pistol
Attack 1:rolled 25 for 9 damage
Attack 2:confirmed Crit for 36 (x3 for blessed)

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Darren was feeling the effects of his exertion. The youth noticed a few things and it dawned on him what he was fighting and while he didn't mind playing out a good game of fist o' cuffs, his stear was fading. Relief broke his face as he seen equal signs of fatigue in the creature but when it turned on Jo, well that broke his straw.

Darren hand immediately flew for his jacket, gripping the cool polished handle and drew out his peacemaker. The gun gleamed as the long metal barrel reflected light as if it too was excited to end this monster. Darren stepped slightly back and pulled the trigger twice, the first shot hitting square but the second shot was devastating, winging the creature's head. Darren stood gazing past the smoke.

" One shouldn't 'it a respectable dame! " Darren exclaimes.

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 and rolled to confirm crit. ]
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"RESPECTABLE?!" Josephine shouted in surprise, as if being called that word offended her immensely.

The possible ghoul is incredibly affected by the head shot and though she sways greatly, she's still just alive enough to withdrawal and try to run out the front door...

ooc: Normally with withdrawal one of you wouldn't get an AoO, but since you are using ranged weapons now go ahead and fire off another shot each before she gets out the front door. You can try to follow but keep in mind she's inhumanly fast so make your next shot count.

Simon:

Lily nods, readying her own gun, though with the shots firing you are wary of just bursting in. You are many things but not bullet proof. As you near the shooting increases and the front door flings open violently, revealing a fleeing woman, disheveled and riddled with wounds...

ooc: They have one more shot before you get there Simon. She's not out the door yet so within the next round you can make it to the door if you want, but keep in mind there are bullets flying.

Simon got on one side of the door and motioned for Lily to take the other.

"Shit yea!" Josephine shouted happily, firing her shotgun one more time nearly into the sky with her excitement. Her aim was so bad that if she'd missed by much more, she'd have shot herself in the face, but she didn't care: she was excited!

Turning towards the man with her, she grinned and blew a hair out of her face, staring up at the errant lock with nearly crossed eyes,

"So you're Frederick, huh? Nice to meetcha! I'm Josephine Hartley!" she said, extending a hand for a shake, while leaning the shotgun to the side. As the hot metal hit her shoulder, she yelped, surprised and jumped, but then with red cheeks, she hung the weapon at her side, and tried again with a friendly hand extended.

AoO round:rolled 29 to hit,no Crit, doing 14 damage

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Darren turned, lined up his shot as the creature ran. Pulong the triger and sending a round square in the creature's back. Darren wasn't sure how this thing wasnt dead and felt almost awed by its staying power.

Darren looked to Jo as the young blonde exclaimed and burned herself. Her moderate innocence made the young man's day and brought a smile to his face.

" Oh, I'm no-", the young man started before nearly losing his balance as fatigue washed over him, an observer wold almost swear his muscles deflated as Darren braced himself against a wall to catch his breath.

"I'm not Frederick, an' I hope he's not amongst the...", Darren stopped but his words didnt need finishing.

Darren, while leaning, too Jo's hand gave a weak smile," Names Darren, friends call me Boon."

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Ooc: I'll amend after results x3

Simon, as you and Lily take position the woman is unceremoniously shot in the back. She screeches and stumbles forward, falling to the ground as if dead. Lily looks down at her and then at you. Is this good or bad? she frowns. Then you see inside the door and spot a happy looking Josephine and a stocky young man with amber hair and beard. Taking this as leave enough, Lily turns and grabs the unconscious woman's arm, dragging her body inside with a grunt. Already have the cops after me. Someone is sure to have heard that she mutters.

Darren/Jo: You look out to see a priest and a nun dragging the mystery woman's still body back inside. For Darren it will seem quite surreal; almost like the beginning of a joke you'd hear at a bar. Jo, it takes you a moment to recognize the nun as Lily.

You alright Jo? the nun asks Josephine, green eyes flashing on her pretty face. Darren realizes by now she's an Indian of some sort. You want me to shoot him?

Simon walked in behind Lily, hands up in case Josephine's new friend had an itchy trigger finger. "I am Father Simon Cole, Eastern Orthodox Priest and exorcist. This I Lily my...partner in crime." He gave Lily a knowing smile, who knew how many of man's laws they had broken in the last few hours.

He continued, "The witch has expired." He crossed himself (Eastern Orthodox cross North South East West, transposing the Roman Church on which shoulder is tapped first) and continued, "We were returning to Victoria...in disguise," he motioned to Lily's "vestments" and went on, "and we learned that you were here."

Reloading her shotgun quickly, Josephine frowned, and then turned, pointing both barrels directly into Darren's chest,

"I'm not sure, maybe I'll do it myself. Who are you, Darren Boon, if you aren't Frederick?"

Turning and looking at Lily, Josephine looked a bit confused,

"And who is Frederick anyways? The woman told me to help him, but I found these two fighting, and I thought he was him, but he isn't?"
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SeeinG a preacher and getting an introduction Darren smiled and put away his revolver, under his coat. Then the gun turned on him. The youth raised a brow and looked at Jo with his emerald eyes and despite the gun Darren pressed jis back to the wall and let himself slide slowly down to a sitting position. Darren still felt fatigue and while he wasn't wanting a fight, he'd seen worse odds.

" if'n ya wanted me ta talk 'bout m'self all ye had ta do was batt yer eyes Miss." Darren said as he sat there patting himself down. " Boon or Darren btw, either can be used to address me but neither are my surename." Darren added clarifying his name for the blonde.

"And by the by, I believe I'm here same as you, ta save or help Freddie, he got me in ta tha huntin' business.

Darren looked around and recalled the fight, it hadnt seemed like it was him doing it nor that any of this was possible, this business was still new to him and this was a new monster, Darren wondered absently if he'd every be used to it.
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As Darren slid towards the ground, Josephine looked completely confused as to what to do. She'd expected him to jump, or be afraid, or something like a normal person would be... not just nonchalantly slide to the floor. His experience in life must've been a WHOLE lot different than her own, but to be fair, she could see it. She'd had a gun in her face enough back home at the bar to not bat an eyelash too hard.

Hearing his explanation, she, instead of aiming the gun at him further, slid down the wall next to him, breathing a sigh of relief. She hated threatening people,

"Well that's good to know, Darren. So what was Freddie doing here when he disappeared?" she asked, and after a comical pause, she batted her eyes dramatically at him with a hint of a smile on her lips.

Darren's eyes looked over Jo as she slid down the wall to sit by him, his face face broke into a warm smile and he nods towards Simon before looking back to Jo. Now that he was looking, she was quite a woman, one any man would find pleasing to be around.

" Well now Blondie," Darren said with a smile and a light tone. His fatigue was leaving him and despite a few cuts and bruises Darren was starting to feel himself again. "I'd say short of Frederick 'imself sayin', I couldn't tell ye," Darren concluded before looking around and wondering of this would be his new normal.

Darren regarded the preacher and his partner and smirked, he hadn't caught all of what he said but gathered they weren't going to be turning him in. " probably should look around, mayhaps Frederick is still about...hopefully in a single piece." Darren said and looked to his new companion to see if they twould thought it'd be a fruitful task.
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Simon commented, "We cannot leaving Victoria unguarded much longer."

Turning towards the priest, Josephine raised an eyebrow,

"You can go then, we'll be fine here, searching for Frederick. He's important to Victoria."

And with that, she held out a slender hand, not entirely sure if she COULD help Darren stand, but she'd be damned if she wasn't going to try.

Simon nodded, giving Lily a kiss on the cheek, he made his way back to Victoria.
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Darren watche'd the father leave and windeed who he was. DarRen felt good and despite it all he now had company of the sort that brighten the room. Darren looked up at Jo with a smirk and took her hand and wit her help the young man stood.

Looking around and brushing himself off he sighs, " Now if'n one of us were a ghoul, where might we hide a live captive, Darren said aloud, still naively holding onto the idea they hadn't been too late.

Her face showed surprise as she fell forward when Darren stood, reaching out and catching herself on, well, him.

Embarrassed blush later, she looked down and brushed her hair back,

"I don't know, somewhere we can't hear them, like underground? Basement?" she ventured a guess.

Darren was caught off guard when Jo fell into him but not negatively, he smiled down at her warmly and listen as she spoke, she wasn't wrong, a basement or stow away location would make an immediately good place to hide those unwilling to be eaten.

" Suppos'n we should have ourselves a look," Darren said as he started to move deeper in, drawing his blessed silver knuckles. He didn't know much about ghoulS but disn't want to be caught unready.

, Today: Darren (Boon) Calhoun rolled 14 using 1d20+3.  Search.
03:07, Today: Darren (Boon) Calhoun rolled 13 using 1d20+1.  Trying to recall more info on ghouls.

Watching Darren closely from the side as he moved, Josephine was intrigued, albeit only slightly. He was interesting, certainly, as he was new, but she knew better than to get sucked down THAT road again.

As he left, and drew what looked like some kind of weapon for his fists, Josephine held her shotgun close to her chest, not entirely sure what she should be doing other than following him downstairs.

Darren moved with purpose, he'd wasn't sure if ghouls ran in pairs or packs but there seemed to be a number of bodies so it stood to reason to be ready for another confrontation. It was then that it occurred to him he didn't know his would-be partner's name yet and unless her name was Goldie, then he hadn't a clue as to what to call her by.

Darren suddenly stopped and looked to Goldie and while remaining semi-aware of his surroundings gave her as much eye contact as he could and with a smirk that exuded confidence Darren inquired," 'ey Goldie, you seem to have me at a loss. Ye know my name but I didn't catch yours?"

His tone held a questioning ring to infer the statement was more of a question.
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In reply to Josephine Hartley (msg # 209):

Wrinkling her nose in question, she wondered if the man had been hit so hard that he'd rattled something loose. She'd already introduced herself, first name AND last, and now he was asking her for her to identify herself...

"Are you ok?" she asked, somewhat concerned. He'd just been in a fight, and she wasn't sure if he was hurting more than he'd let on, "I'm Josephine, or Jo. I've already introduced myself to you..." she said, the worry in her tone obvious.

Darren blushed and looked away, as she said it he did in fact remember her saying so. Darren flashed a smile with noticably less confidence.

" Yeah, uhh that thing I did back there sometimes muddled my senses," Darren said, talking about his surge of power though he doubted it had been noticable, especially since she wasn't familiar with him yet.

" my appologies,Jo." Darren said turning to look about at the same time hide a little of his embarrassment.

---

Clapping her hands on the big man's shoulders, she patted him and squeezed once,

"Its alright hon, you were just testin' my memories, to make sure I was alright." she smiled, patting him again comfortingly, "Now, where do you come from, and what in the hells are you doing here?" she gave him something to talk about to distract him.

Darren smiled widened as Jo turned it around for him. It was a sweet way of curbing his embarrassment. Upon her inquiry he looked about, again being somewhat vigilant, before looking back.

" Boston, born and raised, oh and Frederick sent me a telegram not too long ago and I came to help, heard this was where our friend was headin, found the wicked Witch instead!, Darren said, excitement in his eyes. " Frederick got me into this line of work, Darren explained showing off his blessed pair of silver plated brass knuckles.

While killing a person was wrong in Darren's mind, Killing monsters meant good people lived so what was the harm in enjoying a hunt?

"Oh, alright... so Frederick is an old friend of yours... so you're from, well, now?" if he hadn't realized where they'd come from, he might not understand her question, but she was prodding for something, certainly.

"How, umm, does one get good at your particular brand of fighting? You seem to swing and swing and swing, and kind of just... out last your opponent. Is there anything else you use, like firearms?"

She couldn't deny he was effective, but being a human punching bag seemed unnecessarily cruel for him to do to himself, and she didn't want to see him get hurt, so she was hoping he had alternate solutions.

Darren looked at Jo not completely understanding, he currently lived in Boston but he was sure that wasn't what she meant. When talk of his fighting style he regained a smile and shrugged nonchalantly, " Seems to come naturally and I had to toughen my hide to raise my siblings. That and a couple cage fight on the side might 'a had somethin' to do with it."

Darren's eyes moved to his peacemaker before looking up to Jo again," I 'ave me a peach maker but not much else. I'm not fer killin' until I started huntin' monsters...only recently got me this piece from ol' Frederick."

Something in Jo's wording kept creeping on him but with his recent lapse of forgetfulness Darren wasn't sure it hadnt been just her mind being muddled from the adrenaline rush.

" Where'n ye hail from Goldie? " Darren asked intentionally using the nickname he had used earlier, a playful light in his emerald eyes.

Smiling, Josephine nodded,

"New York, hon. Been runnin' my momma's bar for a while with her there, till all o' this. Mostly good folk, but a bit tiresome sometimes." she shrugged,

"You drink much? I bet I could fix somethin' up to take the edge off of your pains, if you ever needed it of course." she was just making small talk, letting him inform her more about himself.

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Darren looked about his arms and assumed he had a bruises or two and he could feel the signs of facial damage, though minor. Hearing he promise of drink Darren nodded. I believe I'd find myself likin' that idea!", Darren said feeling this wasn't the place or time to speak of potential negatives but excited about enjoying a good time.

"A drink shared with a beautiful dame I hear is a remedy to any problem." Darren added flashing a smile.

Raising her eyebrows, Josephine crossed her arms awkwardly, with the shotgun still in there, and looked him up and down,

"Are you always this straightforward, or did something jar your brain loose?" she pushed him, testing him to see how he acted under pressure, like she did any man that might be interesting to her. She struggled to hide her smile at his flashy grin, not wanting to let him know that he was 'winning' anything, just yet.

Darren looked around as much to check his surroundings as to hide some blushing. He smirked as he was pushed and shrugged playfully.

" hmMmm, I'm no good at talkin' subtly so I figure I may as well say what I mean too...seems to work in a fight, why not words?", Darren said giving Jo another one over thoughtfully.

As Darren stopped and looked around, and then her way once more, she stepped up to him, hearing his words about fighting, getting right in his personal space,

"Oh you think of this like a fight, do you?" she asked, breathing the words close to his face, having to tilt her head upwards to meet his gaze. Glancing over towards Lily, who had been tagging along, Josephine kept her gaze solid, though Lily could see her struggling not to smile. Still, she had to check Darren a little bit, see how he responded to it...

After an intense moment or two, she stepped away and walked down towards the basement further.
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ooc: Just a question...are you doing this in front of Lily? It had seemed that Simon had left her behind to go sort out things with Victoria.

Whoops, no, I'll edit my post.

Edited!

As the long exchange happens Lily watches you two with a mixture of disbelief and frustration. She seems deeply concerned about Frederick, checking the bodies frantically.

Help me look! she gestures, moving from body to body quickly. And check upstairs! Frederick you idiot, what have you gotten into now? she mutters worriedly. The fool always had a heart of gold and two left feet. Leave it to him to get into trouble. Josephine, she turns to the woman, He has short bright red hair and usually doesn't have a beard. I haven't seen him in a few weeks though...How did you come to know him? Did he tell you to come here? she adds turning to Darren.

Simon: Lily informs you she'll join you as soon as she can and bids you be careful on your way back. As you travel back towards the doctor's you notice the streets are full of police, no doubt searching for Lily. This town is becoming quite a hot spot...By now the sun is starting to set and twilight is fast approaching.
ooc: Ezri will be joining you soon I'm thinking. Anything in particular you want to do while you watch over Victoria?

Simon will walk as if he has somewhere to go and not in a suspicious way. Once at Victoria he will spend his time in prayer for her. He keeps her healing as the paramount of his prayers. He really has nothing else he needs to do.

"We've already both searched, Lily... we were heading downstairs, to see if there was something in a basement, or somewhere down low... spirits or anything could be related." Josephine said, "The witch here was a demon, or witch, or something, we figured she'd have stored him somewhere easy to hide, that nobody could hear him call for help, like underground." she shrugged, indicating how much they were guessing.

The youthful red head didnt back down or flinch but something in his eyes betrayed conflict. Darren turned to look at Lilly as Jo had and when Goldie stepped away Darren breathed deep having not noticed his breath was held.

As Darren collected himself he recalled some things about the creature and what he had read. Darren went back to look at the bodies to see of he could notice something.

"It was a ghoul and I'm not sure it did all this itself, tha killin I mean.", Darren said noticing something subtly off as he tried to reign in personal thoughts, a mans life was on the line.

"if'n it had help though, a basement may still be a good place to check or maybe a ghoul hunting ground, a gave yard." Darren was guessing as he looked more closely at the bodies, unsure if he'd gather any info.

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ooc: games like, "nope you distracted bro"
17:51, Today: Darren (Boon) Calhoun rolled 6 using 1d20+3 ((3)).

Darren/Jo: Lily listens, nodding with a frown. Yes, I think it was a ghoul too. Probably attracted by whatever killed these poor people. If Frederick isn't here though I wonder where he is...If he survived we should have heard something and if he died he'd be here. Unless they took him for some reason her frown deepens. Looking at the bodies I think their necks were broken. Seems like a demon move to me. We need to question the neighborhood. See if anyone didn't notice anything. Last thing we need though is for someone to find the bodies. I've already got enough policemen on my back as it is she looks down at her nun's habit again with a face. I'd suggest we split up but you two seem...curious about each other she arches a dark eyebrow. And honestly Jo, good with words as you are if something happens you're a pretty rotten shot. You think you can keep him in line if I take the back street? She turns to Darren then. And you, keep her safe. I don't know you but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. If you prove untrustworthy I will reach in your gut and pull out your liver myself. It's not the first time I've done it today. Her hard green eyes glint aggressively and for some reason the hair on the back of your neck stands up.

"That's why I have this, hon!" Josephine said happily, a silly grin on her face as she held up her slightly-too-heavy shotgun.

Still, Lily had made some requests, and Josephine furrowed her brow,

"I don't know if I like letting you go off alone while the police are lookin' for ya." she paused suddenly, in surprise, as Lily detailed excruciatingly to Darren what she'd be doing to his innards if he messed up, and she stepped back, raising an eyebrow with the hints of a smile on her face.

"Oh I think I'll be fine, but you mighta just scared him off..." she laughed watching Darren get checked a second time in a matter of seconds by not one, but two women.

Darren was listening intently as he stood up. The day was surreal and quickly he was happy to be paired wit Jo for more reason than just his not being good with words. The youthful redhead turn about to state just that when Lily approached and then came out with the threat/demand well before Darren could annouciate a syllable.

The youth nodded looking to Jo with a faint smile, emerald eyes seemingly pleading. Despite her physical appearance, this Lily sure had a presence and quite a palette for threats.

" Needn't worry ma'am, I'll defend her like she were kin," Darren said having started meekly but after a throat clear brought back his stoic bravado.

" Also, while my life's been threaten before, yers was the most colourful," the youth added, sounding like a compliment.
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Lily listens to Darren with a calculating look, green eyes piercing into him as if reading his very soul. At last she gives a satisfied nod. Alright. I think you'll do. she turns to Jo then. And I've seen you with that shotgun. You're definitely better with it but still...just try not to fill him full of holes eh? Unless he needs it of course she adds with a sudden brilliant grin. It's amazing how she went from intimidating to suddenly cheery but Jo of course knows Lily's ways well. And don't worry about me. I've got this on remember? she looks down at the nun's habit again with a laugh. We'll see just how useful this is...

ooc: Ok, go ahead and roll your gather information checks please. By now it's getting dark but it should still be early enough you can canvas the area without worry of bothering people too much.

Simon, I'm thinking one more round should do it and then I'll put Ezri with ya. Just trying to make the timing line up.

Simon continued to pray as he set up a small shrine, his crucifix some prayer candles and an aspergillum which he is using to administer holy water in a effort to strengthen her connection to The Almighty.

Laughing at Lily's attitude shift, Josephine shrugged cutely, and waggled a finger,

"You as a nun are much more dangerous than you might think... behave yourself... or at least include me when you have all the fun!" she laughed again.

"And holes, by definition, are not filled darling. When I fill him full of LEAD, I'll remind you that you didn't warn me about THAT!" she teased, pushing the nun a little bit on the shoulder.

With that finished, she wandered the neighborhood canvassing for information, but she was obviously distracted as all hell, so she hardly paid attention.



17 gather information. I'm amazing /s

You're Amazballs my dear. =->
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Darren fought not to waver under Lillian'S scrutiny. Once she shifted emotional stateS the youth let out a sigh of relief, that is, until talk of holes and lead. Unsure how to respond Darren flashed what he thought was his best grin.

When Jo left, he followed and while they talked to the neighbors he noticed the distraction but for Fredrick's sake he tried his best to be social and despite his obvious awkwardly ways, the red head managed.

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lol your worst possible roll is almost as good as my nearly best for gather info. rolled a 25, with a (16) as my roll.

Also u feel you are awesome as well and I'm still new x3

The /s means I was being sarcastic. I rolled a natural 1, as usual, on my skill check. Not very amazing at all really, lol. You can make yourself so good you have a +16 modifier,
 and then roll so low normally that you come across as "eh, she's hit or miss at this gathering information stuff", lol. Ruins a character's concept, but there's nothing you can do about it really.

Lily laughs at Jo's joke and luckily for Darren she seems quite happy and good-natured at the moment.

The canvassing goes surprisingly well. It would seem that the close proximity of the houses on this street has done you favors. After quite a bit of charming the locals you discover the neighbors have been most unhappy with the noise at the inn until recently. Apparently there were lots of thumps and bangs and taking into account the hour it happened they were none too pleased to be woken. Considering how quiet it got after that though they thought little of it.

There was a woman though, they noted, who was seen frequently entering the place. It was full of strangers of course, it was an inn, but there was something particularly noteworthy about this woman. She had raven black hair, worn long and loose, which of course was very out of fashion. She was the most beautiful woman any of them had seen, with pale white skin and a black gown that revealed more than they thought proper. Apparently her gaze was...unsettling and each person who mentions her shudders at the memory. One person is sure they saw her leave the place the night the thumps were heard, at an ungodly hour too.

Simon: The doctor, grateful for your assistance, offers you a room at his clinic to stay the night while you wait for your friends return. You also get a message from Lily sent via errand boy, that she and Josephine will be delayed with questioning so at the moment you do not fear for them even though the hour is getting later.

You find yourself laying on your bed, exhausted by the day's happenings and waiting for Lily and Jo's return. It is hard not to fall asleep...

ooc: Ok Ezri, feel free to make your entrance if and when you are ready :)

Hands thrown on her hips dangerously (to anybody who knows her), Josephine frowned,

"Well that didn't help any. We already knew that an evil looking woman was here, with noises, and unnatural this and thats going on. All we know now is that she LEFT." she threw her hands into the air, frustrated.

Leaning against the wall, she brought her hands to her face, and after an unsatisfied sigh, brushed her hair out of her face, and spoke again,

"We're not making any headway, and Frederick is clearly in trouble. I don't really know what to do." she relented, looking up at her companion's eyes.

Darren was as nice as he could manage remembering the P's and Q's his mother had taught him. He couldn't remember a time he had tried and was glad that Jo was doing most of the leg work. He quickly noticed she was a natural, knowing just what to say and when to get the information they did.

When they finally stopped Darren noticed Jo's mood shift from personable to annoyed, maybe even fustrated. a
After her voicing her annoyance Darren moved to stand next to her, playfully nudging her and flashing a smile.

" ye did good Blondie, better than I could have...and we did get some information, I assume not many ladies wear her hair like they said...its small but mor'n I'd probably get alone," Darren offered as a way of comfort, his emerald eyes looking back into Jo'S as he spoke.

" an it's not like we's alone, yet cheery friend may gain more info we didn't get," Darren added, he was terrible at comforting people but he felt he needed to try.

"That's part of the problem!" Josephine said, shaking her head, still in her hands, "If Lily figures out more than us, I'll never hear the end of it!" she groaned aloud, knowing her feisty little friend would be giving her no end of trouble over this.

Pausing, Jo's face came out from behind her hands with a curious look on her face,

"Wait... are you trying to comfort me?" she asked, recognizing immediately that Darren was probably trying his best, but 'comforter' was not a role he was designed for...

Darren quickly realized that Jo and Lilly had a strong history and smiles noting she was more upset at their internalized competition than anything else. Upon being confronted about comforting the youth's ears grew red and his emerald eyes flicked nervously.

" Uhhh... I thought maybe..," Darren stared before standing and trying for a tough appearance. " No, I was simply saying it wasnt for nothing," Darren lied trying to appear tough while looking about and avoiding eye contact while his ears showed a red tint.

After a moment Darren inquired," so...uh where we supposed to meet up with yer friend?"

If Josephine was good at anything, it was reading people's body language. Seeing the reddening, and the sudden eye contact avoidance, she raised her eyebrows in shock,

"Oh my gosh, you're embarrassed about it!" she exclaimed, not seeming to mind at all about rubbing it in as her quiet laughter followed,

"Oh my gosh, that's so cute!" she giggled again, rubbing it in as she reached out and tried to squeeze his cheek with another bright smile and laugh, "The big tough guy, all put on the spot by the simple act of comforting!" she giggled, reaching out and trying to grab his hands and put them on her shoulders, and then she wiggled her hips a little, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she locked his gaze with her own,

"Do I make you nervous, Mr. Calhoun?" she asked softly, her gaze intense, and the corners of her lips tilting upwards into the beginnings of a smile as they 'danced' slowly around. She needed this little run off of stress and steam, and she was taking full advantage.

The young red head's face brighten to a matching  hue. It was quickly apparent that Darren hadn't had a lot of opportunities to become comfortable with teasing but his body language shifted quickly once they started 'dancing'.

Darren's face up to the dancing had shifted a few times, each time Darren attempted to mask it with a smile. The youth obviously not learned to raise a proper poker face.

'Dancing' at first, he was rigid and after a moment or two he even tried to match Jo's  movements, his emerald eyes finally resting on her's. The youth seemingly surrendering to the moment. Upon hearing her question, Darren smiled, stammered and cleared his throat before he said," ahh not you so much as..."

Darren's  eyes looked thoughtful," I'm not so well versed in being personable." Darren's hands moved cautiously to her hips, a smile present with only a hint of any awkwardness left.

Smiling in response, a bit surprised as he seemed to grow almost instantly more comfortable, Josephine felt his hands move around her hips, a VERY forward move for this time she would guess, and she raised an eyebrow,

"Interesting... interesting indeed..." she breathed softly, bringing her lips close to his as she spoke, her eyes flicking down to his, and back up to his eyes. After a breathless moment, she pulled away, and started to walk again, that mischievous look back in her eyes, but she kept her back turned to him, to allow him a moment, and to hide her own smile.

"What's our next move?" she asked over her shoulder, being suddenly 'business' to keep him off-balance. She moved slowly enough that if he reached out, he could touch her, but she moved indeed. She was curious what his response would be.

Darren had got caught up in the moment, his body moving now more on impulse as he moved to close the gap and the as quickly as his desire rose, Jo pulled away and turned to walk away. Darren waant sure just how he felt but this was twice now he'd been checkled by Jo and in the same night as meeting the michievious minx.

The youth hadn't had the time to sort through emotions nor proper procedures  but with his emotions high and his body calling for resolve, Darren grabbed Jo's hand as she looked back inquiring of their next move and pulled her back into an embrace bringing his lips to hers.

It could have been seconds or minutes bit when Darren pulled back his emerald eyes looking at Jo filled with mirth. Then realization dawned on his face and Darren moved to break contact. "Pardon my forwardness Goldie, I didn't mean any.. uhh disrespect, Darren said as he tried to recover, unsure as to where his actions would lead.

As Josephine was pulled roughly back, she stumbled into Darren's arms, her hands landing on his chest for balance, and then he kissed her, and her eyes closed instinctively. When he finally broke contact, she looked up into his eyes as he spoke, and she whispered in response,

"Shh..." before pressing her lips gently back into his. Sure, he was unrefined, and a little awkward, but she liked the rough nature of him... the straightforward approach. She could work with that, and frankly, her emotions were in control right now, and not her mind, so she went with the moment, being pulled up into his powerful arms. He was acting like a real man, and she liked nothing in the world more than that.

As they broke contact again, she leaned slightly back to take in his expression more fully, and her hazel green orbs took his in, flashing in excitement as her heart fluttered momentarily. Her hands were still resting on his muscular chest, and she was a tiny, vulnerable creature in his massive hands, leaving things up to him entirely in the moment, breathless as she was.

The youth's move to defuse the situation was quickly interrupted by a audible que right before the sensation of Jo's lips returned to his. His senses overwhelmed; by their contact, her fragrance, as well as his want of her. Timed seemed to slow and upon the break of the kiss, desire flashed in Darren's emerald eyes.

Darren smiled and took steading breaths still holding Jo close and after a time the situation caught up to him and whIle he didn't move to break contact, his smile turned coy.

" what was that about our next move?" Darren asked, trying for innocent.
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Pulling backwards a bit, Josephine was surprised as something about him had changed, but she couldn't quite place what.

Gently removing herself from his grasp, she smiled and shrugged,

"If you're not sure, then I guess it's nothing. Come, we need to report our lack of findings to Simon and Lily." she said, tossing her hair as she spun to walk away, ready to do exactly that.

Darren had gone for playful aND wasn't sure it played out that way. As Jo moved away Darren felt something shift and hesitated hearing her comment. " We probably should but that was far from nothin'," Darren said scoffing. It was a damn bit o' fun!" Darren admitting, letting excitement fill his voice.

The young red head moved setting a hand on Jo'S shoulder looking down at her with a smile, " don't seem blayin' coy is a strong suite fer me.

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Feeling Darren's hand slide onto her shoulder, Josephine dropped her shoulder a bit, smoothly releasing the pressure, and slipped her hand up into his, pulling it away into a less controlling position, spinning around and tugging for him to follow with a smile,

"Don't worry about it. Let's just get this information shared with the others, and we'll catch up on all of this stuff a bit later." she smiled disarmingly, and tugged at his hand again, before letting go and slipping away, and dancing a few feet ahead of him in the direction of Simon and Lily (or at least where she last knew they'd be).

As she walked, her mind raced, thinking through the last few minutes, as well as the information (or lack thereof) about Frederick. Things were getting complicated, but she needed to stay focused, or at least the best amount she could.

Darren smiled as she spoke and flashes her smile. Darren had moved forward at the tug but had hesitated for a moment for his own interest as he watched Jo sway as she danced off. The youth didn't hesitate long before following, he didn't want to be too terrible obvious.

"I look forward ta it," Darren admitted while he followed, unsure as to their destination only who would be there.

It didnt bother him about their lack of knowledge, Darren was used to winging it and felt they'd get some more information in time. Darren was worris for Frederick but he knew if anyone could make it, it was him. A thought about checking local graveyards may yield results but that was only if it was the ghoul who had been the target and evidence said otherwise.

Simon: pm

Darren/Jo:


You find Lily on the next street over, thankfully still free and out of police hands. She grins brightly at seeing you and rushes over. Still intact I see. Good she gives Darren an approving nod and you get the feeling she's relieved to see Jo safe. Any luck? I had a little but the habit was a bit of a distraction she looks down at her attire with a sigh. They kept shoving lemonade and cakes at me, trying to be hospitable. Got so ridiculous by the fourth house I started hiding them. Here, take these. I don't know what to do with them she pulls four small cakes wrapped in napkins from her pockets and holds them up for you both to take. I would have saved you some lemonade too but that wouldn't have gone over well. Had to take the bullet on that one. I feel as though I've drowned she wrinkles her nose. Now, on to business. I heard about a dark haired woman but she didn't seem to match the ghoul's description. We have another player in our midst. Any luck on your end?

PM

Running up and hugging Lily tight, placing a big smackeroo on her cheek, accidentally squishing the later revealed cakes, Josephine was all bright smiles, glad as hell to see that her friend had made it.

"We got SOME luck, but not much." Josephine said, rapidly filling Lily in on the details they'd figured out.

Beyond that, she was curious, and chomped on a cake while she spoke, not minding the silliness of it all,

"What do you really think we're getting into here? It seems... different than I might have expected."

Darren had caught up to the bubbly woman and as she took off to meet Lilly, Darren couldn't help but smile. Jo's energy was infectious and he liked how affectionate she was around her friends.

When Lilly looked Darren's way he straightened and nodded relaxing when he noticed her approval. " my pleasure," Darren said, emerald eyes flicking to Jo and smiling.

The youth gratefully took the cake and ate, he often felt hungry after he fought and thought nothing more of it.

" 'he's 're good, 'hanks," Darren said through a full mouth forgetting his manners. The youth listened and after clearing his mouth offered a pardon for his behavior as an after thought.

" hard to say, I'm still rather green, far as I know we could search nearby grave yards...mayhaps the ghoul had been Frederick's target...but it seems more sinister..., Darren offered knowing he wasn't strong for planning.

Josephine's expression wrinkled, as she absentmindedly rubbed crumbs off of Darren's chin while he ate.

"I don't know if I want to search graveyards... if Frederick is in there, we don't WANT to find him, and if he isn't, we just wasted time." she said, picking another piece of cake out of Darren's hair with a look of incredulity. How the hell did he get it up there?!

Pushing away the thoughts, she turned back towards Lily,

"We can always pursue this Eleanor Rosings angle, though I wouldn't know how to." Turning to groan at Darren still getting food everywhere, she asked Lily,

"Didn't you see the signs? Don't feed the animals?" she teased, sticking out her tongue at her friend with a soft giggle. With a genuine look, however, she whispered,

"He might need it though, he took quite a beating..." she was concerned, but hiding it the best she could. She knew better than doting on Darren while Lily was around.

Darren listened as he finished his cake, gently pushing Jo's hand away occasionally until realization flashed in his emerald eyes around the time pulled crumbS from his hair. He wasn't sure bit he could try. Darren brushed a hand on his pant leg before teniativly taking Jo's hand, entirely missing at Jo keeping him presentable.

" Maybe lawmen might know her, or of her description?, Darren offered, normally his Intel came from Fredrick and Darren hadnt the expierencd to do it himself yet.

"One shouldn't feed strays," Darren offered absently, hearing the comment on feeding animals but missing the joke.

Shaking her head, Josephine didn't think the use of the police would be a good idea,

"Half of us are wanted, using the poli..." she froze in shock as he took her hand in his, and didn't let go. Her eyes went slowly from the grasped hands to Lily's eyes, back to the hands.

Tugging her hand away with a deep red tint coming to her cheeks, Josephine tried to smoothly pat his hand with her other to free her own, and not let Lily in on any shenanigans that may have occurred while she had been away.

Hearing Darren's words about strays, she laughed, perhaps a bit too hard, and nodded, wanting the distraction,

"Yea, haha, right?! Strays!" she said, wishing this blush would go away, but knowing as she felt the tingling that it was just getting worse and worse as time went on.

Darren nodded at the mentire of being wanted, he himself wasn't a great samaritan. Although his thought paused as Jo's hand pulled away anND her following pat. Had he read wrong, the following blush and shifty eyes may give him more insight if he were better at body language. Instead he attempted eye contact and smiled

Whend the laugh broke lose Darren was at a loss. He hadn't thought he had made a funny but whose to say. " Somethin' me Mother would say," Darren offered but after a moment he offered a nervous chuckle.

Seeing Darren's confusion, Josephine knew she was screwing up, but there was so much in the air right now, she didn't want to upset Lily, she definitely didn't want Lily murdering Darren (which she would, most certainly), and she... well she didn't know WHAT she thought or felt at the moment! It had all happened so fast, but watching poor Darren, he was so clueless as to what was going on, and what he'd done... he hadn't meant anything by it, he was just being pleasant, and simple.

Simple was good, simple was safe. After her horrifying experience at the hands of the demon a while back, Josephine had a slight inkling of fear tinging everything she experienced. That pain had been pure horror, and she couldn't deal well with it. In some ways, Darren felt like the safe choice, and she was needing that, at least right now.

But him revealing what had happened to Lily? She hadn't planned on that. It made sense, sure, it was straightforward, like she knew he was, but now?

But looking at him, poor Darren, he wasn't being dishonest or mean-spirited, or anything. He wasn't trying to brag, or rub anything in anyone's face, he was just trying to hold her hand, like a sweetheart. Boys back home were sometimes like that, and it brought a sense of familiarity to her heart. He was trying to make eye contact and smile, despite the unfair situation she'd put him in. He, in his moment of need, was trying to take care of her feelings, however that made him feel.

Her heart just melted. This poor guy was good to his core, that much she knew right off the bat. Was she really so selfish that she wanted both Lily AND him so badly that she was going to do this? Would this drive Lily away? Would this get him KILLED by Lily?

Josephine's mind was racing, so she instinctively shot back into defensive-social cover up mode, one of her worst habits,

"Oh that's nice!" she said about his statement about his mother, "My mother and I are very close... Maybe I'll show you her bar one of these days, if we get any downtime. Do you like to drink at all?" she smiled pleasantly with her question, changing the subject.

Inwardly, however, she was furious at herself, being so selfish.

Damnit, Josephine! Straighten up! Be open! Honest! Fair! What is WRONG with you!? but she couldn't. She tried to force words past her smile, but her practiced control took over and clamped her mouth shut, keeping herself silent. She was trapped inside her own head, just wondering... thinking... planning...

Darren nodded as Jo mentioned her mother, it was nice they were close, something Darren had wanted once. At the mention of Drink the youth's eyes sparkled nearly.
" Nothin' beats a drink with a lovely Lady!," Darren said showing excitement until his eyes flicked back to Jo.

"Uhh yer mother wouldn't be upset?," Darren inquired, not having proper courting rules taught to him, he wasn't sure he had overstepped a boundary and being oblivious to his current situation didn't see a need to be secretive.

Flustered, Josephine answered, with red cheeks,

"Upset? Upset about what?" she asked, her eyes once again flicking between Darren and Lily, hoping to God that Lily was clueless to what was going on, but knowing damn well she was probably up a creek.

Lily watches the encounter with sharp green eyes that unfortunately seem to miss nothing. She arches a black brow at the hand holding exchange, listening to Jo's attempts mutely. At last she speaks. You two seem to be getting along quickly...That's your business not mine Jo, but keep in mind we still don't know the man and until Frederick vouches for him just...be careful. In fact, after that even....be careful. I can attest for the consequences of a romance pursued too quickly. Unless I misread the situation perhaps? she tilts her head questioningly but there is no doubt in her eyes.

It's probably surprising to Darren how blunt she is but Josephine knows Lily tells things as they are. Now, ghoul wise I won't waste time at a graveyard yet. My theory is the thing was attracted by the bodies and ghouls usually don't make their own dinners if you know what I mean. Something else probably killed those people first and the ghoul was attracted. That woman could be a demon. We need to identify her quickly. You had a name, we just need to figure out where she lives. Simon knows this area well, he can probably help us find someone to find someone

ooc: We're going to rejoin Simon next week when I post so feel free to let me know your general plans until you get back to the doctor's.

Darren had started to pick up on the clues but a little too late. It finally dawned on Darren right before Lilly spoke that he wasn't to talk about what had happen. The youth's cheeds flushed, not so much for Lilly's bluntness cause he understood it, but for his late pick up.

Darren listened and despite obvious accusations of distrust he attempted eye contact with jo, mouthing an apology.

Afterward Darren turned his emerely eyes to Lilly, she had a point and if this Simon had any information that could save time then that was best, time afterall was of essense.

Nodding, Josephine smiled and laughed, trying to play it off,

"Yea, you must've misread something alright, silly. Its ok, I still love you!" she giggled, patting Lily softly on the shoulder.

Seeing Darren's mouthed whisper, she glanced away, as she was inwardly sort of ashamed at how she was acting. Still, she was lost and had no idea what to do here.

The youth smiled and nodded but didn't vocalize an opinion. Instead the youth thought on their circumstance and Lilly'S option was perhaps their only one until morning. They could always use more information before trying the neighborhood again.

The more information, the more likely something might come forward. Darren moved, adjusting his standing position. " this Simon may be our best option...with more information we could narrow down our search." Darren stated more just to vocalize.

Darren/Jo: Lily arches a brow but you can tell she's not exactly convinced. For Jo's sake though, she lets the subject drop.

As the subject turns to Simon she grins. Alright, we have our plans then. Shall we?

ooc: I'm combining you now. Ezri is no longer playing by the way, so I've deleted her previous posts. Simon, you're simply at the doctor's praying for Victoria and so on.

Everyone: You soon rejoin the good father at the doctor's. Lily takes the time to remove her nun's habit before entering though, the doctor would probably be a bit confused if she were suddenly a nun. Darren, you see she has long black hair and though you could tell she was a native before it is that much more apparent now.

You also recognize the priest from before though to your horror you are also introduced to a young black woman who seems to be missing her eyes, and recently too from the looks of it.

Simon, we have a name. Eleanor Rosings. You think you can help us track her down? I figured with your connections...
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Simon nodded, "Yes of course. I know a lot of people here in this area. My concern is that I do not think it wise to leave Victoria alone. She is a target, after all."

Once they get going it won't take him very long at all...

09:53, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 22 using 1d20+7.  Gather Info.

As they approached, and Lily took off her nun's habit, Josephine couldn't help it, and ran her hand through her friend's hair, whispering,

"You have such beautiful hair, I can't stand it!" she smiled, before turning back to the others with rapt attention...

...rapt attention, for Josephine of course, meaning hardly being able to pay attention. Simon was very direct with his words, however, and that made things easier for Jo. Nodding at what he said, Josephine offered an idea,

"Alright, Darren here is about as good at bodyguarding as anybody can be, so we can leave him with Victoria. Simon, you and Lily probably want a little time together, so you can go out and gather some information on this Eleanor Rosings. I can..." she paused, slightly, but then continued, "I guess I can stay here and keep Darren company, just in case he needs help at all. You know, defending, and stuff." she said keeping her gaze from landing on Lily's. She knew the second her native friend caught her glance she was doomed, so she was suddenly very busy fidgeting with the hem of her clothing.

Darren followed and wasn't too suprised to see Lillian was a native. Having dealt with his fair share of prejudice, Darren wasn't too quick to judge and having seen her heart was in the right place didn't feel the need to label her.

Once inside and seeing the eyeless woman Darren looked away, he could stomach it, it had just been jarring. After a moment, he turned back and listened to the others. The plan seemed sound and Darren knew he was more of a fighter than one who cold glean information, afterall, it was easier to glean Knowledge when you could read people which Darren was bad at.

" Seems like a good course of action, though you think someone would come for her? She seems an unlikely target as injured as she is," Darren ob servers looking to Jo and noting more of uncomfortable behavior he'd miss if he wasn't looking.

Simon held up a hand, "I was actually hoping Lily would volunteer. She is the one the police are looking for, so laying low here while we go looking for information is the best place for her." He gave his attention to Lily, "Don't you think that is the best, Lily? You can watch over Victoria and we will be back quickly. I know where to go in this town for information."

09:53, Today: Father Simon Cole rolled 22 using 1d20+7.  Gather Info. Reposting for Artemis's sake.

Lily smiles at Jo's compliment, clearly amused.

At Simon's suggestion she gives a nod but sighs. I suppose that's what I get for ripping someone's liver out. Wish I could at least remember it she adds with a frown. Alright, off with you three then. Be safe though. Whoever this Eleanor woman is, she's clearly bad news. If she is too much for you, come back and get me.

Should no one have further business there, you head off to find news of Eleanor. Fortunately Simon has many contacts and his dealings with the church are especially useful as their net is wide and they have even further contacts.

It doesn't take long to hear tell of this Miss Rosings. Apparently she is the neighbor of a churchgoer who has complained to a priest about her seemingly worldly ways. She entertains strangers at all times of the night, alone and unchaperoned, she dresses scandalously, and has the coldest eyes the woman had ever seen. It is simple enough to find an address from this information and if you wish it you find yourselves on the outskirts of the city, a tall dark victorian home looms on a hill. The nearest house is not horribly close, but well within view of it. No doubt it is the churchgoer who complained. She would certainly have a good vantage of the comings and goings of it.
The house itself has an iron gate around it with sharp points though it should be manageable to climb unless one is extraordinarily clumsy.

ooc: Let me know the game plan and make any appropriate rolls

Simon suggests using their old collecting for the poor ruse.

ooc: Barring anyone disagreeing, that sounds like a good plan. I'll give you a day to post your bluffs and such and then I'm going to move on.

ooc: As far as I know, its just you and simon going back and forth until the information is gleaned, and he returns, so I haven't posted.

ooc: Sorry, I thought I implied that Lily would stay with Victoria and the three of you would go talk to this Eleanor together. Lily says, "Off with you three then." I can see why it would be easy to miss though, so my apologies.

ooc: Oh! My bad, but Jo wouldn't leave Lily alone either... let the boys go handle it, lol!

Simon doesn't like. He needs Josephine for that...please. It is your speciality.

ooc: Ok, hopefully Jo will post soonish (not that I'm one to talk about posting considering my flakyness...) go ahead and roll bluffs everyone and let me know your intentions. When you get to the door it will be opened by a manservant, should you stick to the subterfuge route. So think on what you will say and do and post accordingly. Also, go ahead and roll spots while you're at it.

I'm not going to make a bluff check, Simon won't lie on purpose.

ooc: Josephine is a bit busy and asked me to post on her behalf.

Simon/Jo/Darren:

The three of you are met at the door by a manservant with quite a sneer on his face. Josephine, ever the charmer of course, runs through the tale of collecting for charity with expertise and though he still looks like a grump, he grudgingly lets you enter. By now it is starting to get late, but Jo's excuses of seeing the light on and hoping for a bit of water at the very least after such a long day of collecting alms does the trick. Soon you find yourselves in a fine parlor. Everything is immaculate and what's more there are quite a few exotic artifacts encased in glass throughout the room. Whoever lives here has traveled. You also see a massive painted portrait of who you assume is the lady of the house. A dark haired beauty with skin as white as snow. The piercing eyes of the painting seem to stare at you as you sit on the velvet couch, awaiting word on your hostess and your drinks.

ooc: I'll give you guys a sec to decide if you want to try to sneak or just talk to her, etc.

Simon nodded his thank you, "Coffee if you have it, thank you."

Josephine moved in and sat down, "Water please, thanks."

The drinks arrive from the snob faced manservant and eventually the woman of the house arrives. As you wait, Simon can't help but notice the painting looks increasingly familiar, then as the mistress of the house enters, you realize why with a chill.
Ah it's the priest again. And a new wench eh? What happened to your squaw? she chuckles. To Simon's shock he suddenly recognizes the face in the painting as its subject glides gracefully into the room. Hecate.

Of course Darren and Jo have no inkling of who she is yet, but every hair on your body seems to stand up and it's all you can do not to run right there. The pure feeling of power is intense.

Josephine, sensing that she didn't know everything about the scene, turned towards Simon and waited for him to explain or take over for them.

Simon put his coffee down as the realization dawned on him. "Hecate, I should have known you would be involved. You will not think baddly of me if my companions go unnamed?" Turning to his comrades, "Allow me to present the Queen of all witches, Hecate. As for Lily, she is very close by indeed. I'm sure you remember what else she is as well."

Simon stood and looked the demon in her eyes, fearless because of Faith. "You will also forgive my being blunt. You have, through your agent, started a personal war with Lily, myself, and my comrades. Whatever truce we had you have broken. Since I know your name..." He held he Rosary to her, his holy symbol. He spoke in a clear firm voice, "Hecate, Queen of the witches, the one who stands before you speaks not with his own power, but with the power of Jesus Christ All Mighty Savior of mankind. In his name and authority I command you, release our friend's eyes or be banished back to Satan's domain."

Simon recites scripture in Latin, focusing on the Rosary.

cast command
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The woman laughs at Simon's attempts, which, unfortunately do nothing. I'm afraid I'm too much for your powers little man. And if Lily were here, it would be quite interesting to see who would win. Good thing she's not or half the block could be torn down and I do like my little house she purrs. Now, I heard about your little witch's unfortunate incident. That was not my doing, Bethseda acted alone. If you stir me too much though I will react so watch yourself she arches a brow. Now sit. Drink your coffee. You obviously came expecting someone else, my alias perhaps? What is it you all want?

Simon, realizing the command had no effect, reverts to defensive. He prays aloud, reciting the 23rd Psalm "...yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil, for though art with me, thy rod and they staff they comfort me." Then repeats it in Latin.

Casting Shield of Faith

He stood fast. "You have no more power over me than I have over you. Beware this foe, my comrades."

I cannot remember why we are here, sorry. I forgot we already have Victoria's eyes, again I apologize. Some help from my friends would be appreciated.